“Anyway, this incident is over for now. If Quennel does reveal something about my mother later, we'll cross that bridge when we come to it.”
In truth, she had considered this possibility as well.
“Besides, all we can do now is take things one step at a time. He helped me deal with those people. I can't just go and ask him if he's deliberately hiding information from me. Even if he is, confronting him now would just prove that I seriously suspect him.”
Hannah's words convinced them. There was really no point in confronting him right now.
“It's getting late. You two should get some rest. We've all been running around for this and haven't had a proper break. If anything else comes up, we'll deal with it later.”
Hannah stood up and headed upstairs. “There's no use racking our brains about it now and losing sleep.”
Since Hannah had said so, they didn't argue. They all went to their own rooms to rest after a long day.
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The next morning, in the hospital's VIP room.
Lionel had just taken his medicine when a nurse walked in with a letter.
“A courier just dropped this off for you.”
Lionel took it curiously. “Who sent it?” he asked instinctively.
The nurse shook her head. “He didn't say. He just said you'd know once you got the letter.”
With that, the nurse turned and left to attend to other matters.
Lionel looked down at the letter in confusion when Hannah's situation suddenly popped into his mind.

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