Sure enough, Grayson continued, "As a result, Celine was ruthless. An old servant of the Pierce family rescued Mr. As and sent him away overnight." Grayson shook his head helplessly. As I listened to the story, I felt like it was bing more difficult to breathe. Excruciating pain spread to every cell of my body. My head throbbed, and Grayson was rmed. "Chloe..." he called.


    I quickly waved him away. "It''s okay, it''s okay. Keep going, I want to hear this."


    Grayson looked at me concernedly. "But..."


    "I really am fine. It''s an old illness. No big deal," I reassured Grayson earnestly.


    After hesitating for a moment, Grayson continued under my determined gaze. "Thetest information I found is that at that time, As did find Ste. They were on the run when Ste had a car ident. She suffered a head injury and... a serious corbone injury."


    As he spoke, I was stunned. "... A corbone injury?"


    "Yes, a severe corbone injury. The head injury was even worse," Grayson said, his eyes fixed on me.


    My thoughts came to an abrupt halt. I felt like I had fallen into an icy cer.


    My hands unconsciously went to my once injured corbone, and I stared at Grayson in disbelief. I didn''t dare ask the question burning in my mind.


    A head injury? A corbone injury?


    This was impossible, absolutely impossible. There was no way it was just a coincidence, right?


    I didn''t remember injuring my head. I did have an injury on my corbone, but it wasn''t from a car ident. It was from falling off a motorcycle. I had asked my mom about it.


    I hesitated for a long time before asking Grayson cautiously, "What kind of car ident was it?"


    Grayson looked at me. "During their escape, they were trying to evade a pursuing car that rammed into them. As was thrown out of the car, and his head hit the ground first."


    His words horrified me. I could see the scene vividly in my mind.


    "The situation was dire. But thanks to the timely arrival of the Cross family, they rescued Mr. As and those protecting him. However, Ste disappeared without a trace, and there was no news of her for a long time." Grayson said heavily. I couldn''t understand. How could a person just vanish?


    Grayson concluded his narrative. "Finally, Annalise appeared at the orphanage, iming to have been caught and sent back there. Shortly after that, we learned that she died there. As for what exactly happened during that time, only Mr. As has the right to speak about it. No clues were found in the investigation.


    That''s what I''ve found about the real


    Ste."


    My thoughts were in disarray. Annalise wasn''t Ste; As had told me that personally. But where did the real Ste go during this time?Content provided by N?velDrama.Org.


    Where did she end up after being thrown out of the car?


    My head throbbed, and I desperately tried to control my thoughts and not dwell on the details. But it seemed impossible. Fragments of memories rushed in swiftly, one after another, like shattered icicles piercing my brain.


    My brain felt like a malfunctioning machine, and it scared me. I clutched my head, trying to evade those thoughts, but the scenes unfolding before my eyes terrified me. I screamed, and everything went ck as I lost consciousness.


    It felt like I was having a very long dream, filled with scenes from pictures I had seen before.


    It was a sunny day, in front of a grand house with a lush greenwn. A young boy was running, and there was a ball at his feet, but I couldn''t see his face clearly.


    A little girl was chasing him. Theirughter echoed in the yard, and a few adults were drinking tea and chatting. They looked content, gazingzily at the children and smiling warmly.


    Then, the boy turned around, holding


    the ball. He ran to the adults and sat in a chair. He was handsome,


    smiling with warmth in his eyes. He talked to


    talked to the girl in braided hair and a dress, cing his hand on the back of another chair, saying something.


    The girl ced the ball on the chair, her small hands resting on it,ughing happily. Everyone around them was smiling. I couldn''t see their faces clearly. I strained to open my eyes to see who they were, but suddenly, I woke up.