Chapter 352
Ian''s expression turned icy upon hearing the words. Leonora really had a short memory for pain.
Her wounds were still fresh, yet she was already plotting and scheming for Heidi. She sure had a
soft spot for her. Even he and his sister had never been on the receiving end of such favor.
Ian''s lips formed a thin line, his voice cold as he spoke, "She''s found out about ra''s origins."
Edwin''s brow twitched violently, "So she told Eve, and Eve used that to ckmail Mr. Casey,
causing his heart condition to re up and disrupt ra''s court appearance, all to save Heidi."
For the sake of Heidi, they were willing to disregard the lives of others.
Leonora knew that ra was truly May''s daughter. So, as May''s best friend, shouldn''t Leonora be
protecting ra and targeting Heidi? Why was she still setting ra up?
It didn''t make sense, either emotionally or logically.
Edwin began to doubt the depth of Leonora''s rtionship with their mother. When their mother was
dying, she clutched a ne Leonora had given her tightly in her hand. What was she trying to
convey? Had she discovered some secret about Leonora?
Was Leonora implicated in May''s death?
At the thought, a sharp pain pierced Edwin''s chest, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
If it were true, what about ra? She and Ian would be bound by an enmity.
Clutching his phone tightly, Edwin''s voice grew hoarse, "Ian, have you found something out? Have
you been keeping it from me?"
Hearing the usation, Ian clenched his fist wearily. He denied tly, "No, there are no leads."
"What about the ne? No leads there either?"
"The ne maker is dead; no one knows its secrets."
Edwin felt something was off. "Then give the ne back to me. It''s my mother''s keepsake."
Ian said, “That’s my gift for ra. I’ll give it to her when we get married.”
"Ian, that''s something Leonora designed. Are you sure ra would want it? After all the harm
Leonora''s done to her, how do you expect her to feel wearing that ne?"
"No, I''ll tell her."
"One day she''ll find out."
ConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org .
"If neither of us speaks, she won''t!"
Ian''s voice grew frantic. A formless dread was sweeping over him. He didn''t know how to face ra
if Leonora was indeed the one who killed May. Nor did he know how ra would react to him. Just
thinking about it gave him a splitting headache.
Ian''s abnormal behavior only made Edwin more certain of his suspicions. He clenched his teeth and
hung up the phone.
Just then, his assistant knocked and entered with a report. "Mr. Edwin, I''ve found that the driver who
worked for madam was a distant rtive of Leonora. He was diagnosed withte-stage lung cancer
just before the ident, told he had at most three months to live."
Edwin''s dark eyes darkened. He remembered his mother always took good care of that driver, but
now he realized it might have been due to the connection with Leonora. But to have an ident just
after a terminal cancer diagnosis—coincidence or someone''s deliberate arrangement?
Edwin asked in a deep voice, "Have we found the truck driver?"
The assistant replied, "Yes, he''s ayabout, always eating but never working, and a frequent
gambler. I heard he''s quite the card shark and has won a lot of money."
Edwin''s eyebrows lifted slightly, "Check out who he''s been gambling with. Maybe we''ll find the
answer we''re looking for."
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Elsewhere.
After hanging up with Edwin, Ian stood alone in the hallway, smoking one cigarette after another.
His heart felt as though it were being crushed under a heavy stone, making it hard to breathe.
He hoped the mastermind would be uncovered soon. Yet, he dreaded the moment of truth. He
feared the incident was indeed linked to Leonora.
Ian stood quietly by the window, his gaze unwavering as he stared at the hustle and bustle of the
street outside.