Patrick also went to his study. Answering the phone, Patrick ced it to his ear and asked, "Have theparison resultse out?"


    "The experts analyzed the skull and found that Mrs. Molly Olteran''s picture has a sixty percent resemnce to the current Mia. However, the current Mia resembles her childhood self even more." "What about the surveince?"


    "We couldn''t find anything. Mia was wearing a sweater with long sleeves that day, which covered the marks on her upper arms. Plus, given the location you mentioned, it''s hard to find anything on the surveince." Patrick pondered in his office for a long time. Jack asked, "Mr. Olteran, why not let Mrs. Olteran take a look at the bite marks? After all, they are good friends."


    "Without certainty, I can''t let Vera get involved. She and Mia are very good friends. If she finds out, it could create a rift between them."


    For an uncertain matter, Patrick didn''t want to risk Vera losing a good friend or offending her friend''s family.


    After all, no one wanted to be suddenly told that their biological parents were someone else.


    Only with absolute certainty would he tell Vera.


    "I remember Mia''s parents'' blood types-one is A, the other is AB. Sebastian''s blood type is also A."


    Jack didn''t understand Patrick''s point.


    Patrick said, "Molly''s blood type is O."


    Jack understood.


    "However, we can''t get close to Mrs. Chase. ording to our surveince, her brother picks her up and drops her off every day. At school, she''s always with Mrs. Olteran. They even go to the bathroom together!" Jack didn''t quite understand the friendship between girls.


    Why did they go to the supermarket together? Why did they have to go to the bathroom together? It was not like they couldn''t live apart.


    Moreover, Vera clearly didn''t need to use the bathroom, but she''d rather wait at the bathroom door just to apany Mia.


    The friendship between girls was truly strange, something men didn''t understand at all.


    Because Vera was around, and Jack had also watched the T2petition videos, he didn''t dare to offend T2, so they could only observe from a distance.


    After school, because Sebastian was a police officer, they didn''t dare to get too close.


    Patrick said, "Their high school has student health records, which include blood type information. Mia''s blood type was recorded at birth. We just need to get her health record andpare it with Molly''s childhood record to know." Jack suddenly had an epiphany. Patrick was indeed clever.


    He even remembered such school health records.


    "OK, I''ll investigate right away."


    Jack left.


    Patrick put down his phone and opened the photo album to look at a picture of Mia.


    The more he looked, the more he felt that the five-year-old Mia in the photo was different from the current Mia.


    He increasingly believed that Mia was his biological sister!


    Randall was leveling up in the bedroom, and Vera was also in his bedroom ying on her phone with him.


    "Good thing we didn''t teach Shawnto y this game. Otherwise, we''d be carrying him to victory all day."


    Randall, also ying the game, said, "Don''t teach him everything. It''s fine if he learns some simple games at his age. You taught him to y CS, and he kept losing with my ount. Once, he even used my ount to run over my teammates with a car! I had to apologize for a long time."


    Veraughed. "How many points did you lose?"


    "No matter how many points I lose, my rank is still higher than yours."


    They were chatting when Patrick knocked on the door. "Vera, you''ve yed enough. It''s time to take a bath and go to bed."


    "Okay, I know, honey. Just wait a moment. We''re about to win."


    She and Randall continued ying. "Tomorrow, I''ll teach Shawn a new, simple game."


    "You better hurry up. The technical games we''re ying now are really not suitable for him, because he is old."


    After winning a round, Vera put away her phone and left.


    In the bedroom, Patrick had juste out of the shower. He said somewhat disapprovingly, "Don''t spend all your time ying with Randall. You are my wife."


    People who didn''t know might think Vera was his girlfriend.


    Vera said, "I was just asking Randallto help me level up. I can''t do it on my own. Randall is a master."


    Patrick scoffed dismissively. "Boys who don''t study properly and only y games."


    "You can''t say that. During exams, Mia and I both copy Randall''s answers."


    Patrick felt a bit jealous after hearing that. "Are you praising him?"


    Vera smiled sweetly, hugging Patrick''s waist and acting coy. "Of course not. I''m just using him to help me level up and to pass answers during exams. In this way, I don''t have to spend time studying or ying games, and I can spend all my time with you, my Darling."


    Vera had a way of expressing herself that could turn the ordinary into the extraordinary, making the sun seem like the moon and ck coal appear as white.


    Patrick had experienced this before.


    To Patrick, Vera''s words had a simple meaning. She didn''t study or work hard because she wanted to spend time with him.


    Patrick asked, "What game are you ying?"


    "CS."


    "Stop ying with him. I''ll take you."


    Vera was stunned.


    Patrick, who was always busy and decisive, actually knew how to y such games?


    "Just you and me, don''t bring anyone else."


    Vera nodded enthusiastically. "Okay! But, honey, do you even know how to y?"


    "Give me a day, and I''ll learn."


    Vera was shocked again.


    Patrick didn''t know how to y, yet he wanted to take her?


    Could it be that she would end up carrying him?


    Later, Patrick really did learn to y the game in a day. Every night after that, they would lie in bed, Vera''s head resting on hisp, holding her phone while he guided her through the game. However, Patrick carrying her to victory came at a "tuition fee."


    Vera often felt like crying, paying the tuition until her legs were weak, but that was what happened for a few dayster.


    The next morning, Patrick suggested taking Vera to school.


    Vera asked, "Why?"


    "I''m your husband. Do I need a reason to take you?"


    Vera pouted. Though she acted silly when in love, she was quite smart otherwise.


    Could it be that Patrick wanted to see Mia?


    "Honey, do you have another motive?"


    Patrick asked, "What do you mean?"


    Patrick''s rank was always a level higher than Vera''s. He knew Vera was asking about Mia, but he deliberately denied it, pretending to be confused.


    In this way, Vera wouldn''t give him a hard time.


    Vera refused to let him take her.


    "Since the start of the school year, I haven''t taken you once. I should find an opportunity to meet your school leaders."


    "You don''t need to meet them. The highest leader of the school is sitting right next to you."


    Patrick was helpless, but this was indeed something he had orchestrated.


    In the morning, he didn''t seed in taking Vera to school.


    However, in the afternoon, he sessfully picked her up.


    At the ssroom door, when the students saw Patrick outside the window, there was amotion.


    Someone reminded Vera to look outside.


    She turned and saw the gentle Patrick smiling at her.


    Mia teased from the side. "Look at you. You smile so sweetly when you see your husband."


    "This is a smile in happiness," Vera replied.