Sophie shot back, ice in her voice, "That''s the behavior of a homewrecker. Aren''t you, as his father, going to step in at all?"


    Mr. Donny replied with a dismissive smirk, "Mr. Colby hasn''tmitted to our Gina yet, Ms. Sophie. No need to fret. If Mr. Colby truly cares about you, he won''t stray with my daughter." With a mocking tone, Mr. Donny added, "Unless, Ms. Sophie, you''re worried that Mr. Colby can''t keep his head straight. In that case, wouldn''t it be smarter to deal with Mr. Colby yourself?"


    "Mr. Donny, careful with your words. If you push my buttons, I can''t promise what might happen to your daughter or the Spellman family," Sophie warned, unwavering.


    But Mr. Donny shrugged off Sophie''s threat. As long as Gina could capture Colby''s heart, what power did Sophie really have over them?


    "Ms. Sophie, don''t expect a send-off from me," he said, making it clear he had no intention of showing her respect.


    Sophie was visibly upset by Donny''s attitude, but she had no choice but to leave the Spellman estate with her entourage.


    As they reached the estate''s entrance, Sophie''s angered expression softened into calm determination. She turned to her bodyguard and said, "Keep tabs on the Spellman family. Then, follow the list I gave you and find those people." "Understood, Ms. Sophie," the bodyguard responded promptly, and soon his team had the Spellman estate under watch.N?velDrama.Org ? content.


    Let that old fool have his moment of triumph, she thought. Once they pinpoint The Silent Shadows'' hideout, Donny''s usefulness would evaporate.


    The Silent Shadows were just using the Spellman family as a cover, all to shield Kena, their secret asset. Sophie was convinced they wouldn''t squander resources on someone so dense.


    Shortly after, Sophie led her team to Elliott''s vi in Summerfield, a minor businessman. She''d gone over Elliott''s files-he wasn''t anything noteworthy in Summerfield, but Harold''s hackers had traced some shady dealings on the dark web back to him. This convinced Sophie that the nearly fifty-year-old Mr. Robert was a member of The Silent Shadows.


    Sophie''s crew forced open the Walsh family''s front door, filing in one by one.


    Sophie strolled in, but Elliott was nowhere to be seen. Instead, she found a modest memorial setup in the living room-white flowers, sandalwood incense, and a ck-and-white photo in the center.


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    Elliott''s portrait was on disy, and a man in white mourning clothes was kneeling before it.


    "Ms. Sophie..." one of the Aldridge family bodyguards started, trying to caution her.


    Considering they had just dug up information on Elliott, only to find him dead, the timing was suspicious.


    Sophie raised her hand, signaling the


    guard to hold his tongue. The


    Aldridge family bodyguards had their gunstrained on the young man.


    Sophie approached and said, "Hands up, turn around."


    The manplied, lifting his hands and turning to face her.


    His face was as unremarkable as Elliott''s, the kind you''d forget in a crowd. His eyes were puffy and red from crying.


    Sophie asked, "What''s your connection to Elliott?"


    "He was my father," the young man replied.


    "And your name?" Sophie pressed.


    "I''m Robert," he said, lifting his eyes to meet hers, revealing deep, dark pupils.


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    but


    2. ad seen those eyes before


    smile touched her lips


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    Robert''s voice trembled, "Just today."