Chapter 690


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    After taking Sylvie in, Herbert sent his men to Dartan to find out more things about her. He then found out that Sylvie''s mother had passed


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    away when Sylvie was sixteen, so she had been forced to go to a children''s home.


    Sylvie had lost her parents before she turned an adult. She was all alone, and she could barely take care of herself, let alone think about other


    things.


    “I''m sorry that you had such a tough childhood.” The suspicions that Herbert had turned into heartaches.


    He pulled Sylvie into his arms and brushed her chestnut-colored long hair. “I didn''t get to watch your mom grow up, but I''ll definitely take


    good care of you.”


    All of a sudden, Cooperughed. “Old Mr. Zeigler, if you have questions in your heart, why don''t you voice them out loud?”


    “I have none,” Herbert determinedly uttered as he returned the phone to Cooper. “My daughter has passed away many years now. Mr. Sutton,


    there''s no need for you to dig further into this matter anymore.”


    Cooper raised the phone and nced at its screen. “It''s true that this woman in the photo is Ms. sen''s mother, but... she''s not your


    daughter.”


    Everyone''s eyes widened.


    Unlike them, Herbert''s expression never changed. He even coldly said, “I lost Juliana when she was about seven to eight years old. It''s normal


    for a girl to change her looks when she grows up.”


    “Ms. Juliana is your daughter. No matter how she changes, she''ll still look simr to you or her brothers like Commander Zeigler.” As Cooper


    spoke, his eyes flitted toward the middle-aged man on the other table.


    That man was Herbert''s eldest son, and he was themander of Baykeep''s military, Phineus Zeigler.


    Phineus was in his fifties, and he was a tall man. His high-ranking position only made him seem even more solemn than ever.


    At the same time, he was also the one who resembled Herbert the most.


    Although Phineus never spoke to Cooper, he had been watching and listening to everything Genevieve and Cooper had said until then.


    Phineus was looking at Cooper as he uttered, “Mr. Sutton, can I take a look at the photos?”


    “Of course.” Cooper handed him the phone.


    Meanwhile, Sylvie was still keeping her head down. To others, it seemed like she was being an obedient girl, but only she knew how anxious


    she was. At that moment, she desperately wished that she could toss Cooper''s phone into the hot soup.


    I knew it! I knew that Genevieve and Cooper aren''t here just to give Old Mr. Zeigler a present. All I can do is wish that Phineus won''t


    remember what happened in the past and what his sister looks like.


    Unfortunately, things did not go the way Sylvie wished it would.


    After a nce at the photos, Phineus confidently said to his father, “Dad, the woman in the photos is definitely not Juliana.”


    Herbert stiffened.


    “Juliana has a scar on her forehead, and it''s there because she hit her head at the corner of the table when I identally pushed her back then.”


    Phineus walked over and handed the phone back to Herbert. “This woman doesn''t have the scar.”


    It was then Herbert recalled the incident.


    There had been a night when Herbert returned home to find Juliana with bandages around her head. Heter found out about how mischievous


    his eldest son was, so he taught his son a lesson.


    Herbert''s eyes flicked between the woman in the photo and Sylvie in disbelief.


    Then, he came up with an excuse himself. “Maybe it''s because the technology of cosmetic surgery had caught up, so Juliana had the scar


    removed. I''ve done two DNA tests with Sylvie, and she really is my granddaughter.”


    Moreover, he had asked the driver to do the second DNA test in a different ce.


    That was something only he and his driver knew about.


    Genevieve, who had not spoken for a long while, unlocked her phone. “General Zeigler, you''ll understand everything once you hear this audio


    recording.”


    Soon, the voices of two women talking to each other traveled out of the phone.


    “I was wondering how Xavier managed to escape from Xedells Prison when the security there was tight and when the Wood family had


    fallen.”


    A pauseter, the first speaker continued, “Sylvie, I know that you''re not Old Mr. Zeigler''s granddaughter.”