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    “Faye’s driving Lucas home,” Vincent said.


    “That’s really the case, huh?” Johnson’s voice crackled through the phone,ced with a touch of sarcasm.


    After a short pause, he asked, “So, what did you pick up from the conversation earlier?”


    Vincent’s face grew serious as he answered, “It’s still uncertain whether Faye was the one who pushed Belinda down the mountain that day. But her reaction when she heard about what happened between Belinda and Lucas before? Something’s definitely not right. I can’t say for sure she’s in love with Lucas, but her feelings for him clearly go beyond family ties.”


    He let out a heavy sigh, his frustration evident. “Who would have guessed Faye was harboring such inappropriate feelings for Lucas?”


    “Yeah,” Johnson replied, his tone heavy with resignation. “When Belinda and Bethany first raised their suspicions, I didn’t buy them. I even tried to defend Faye. But after tonight… I’m starting to have doubts as well.”


    Vincent said, “Do you think Faye isn’t right, that she’s fallen in love with her uncle, or does she know something odd about her identity?”


    Johnson’s eyes narrowed slightly at that. “That hinges on whether Lucas and Faye are actually rted by blood. If they aren’t truly rted, it could mean Faye has known this for a while, which might exin why she thinks she could be with Lucas. Maybe that’s why she would go so far as to hurt Belinda—she might think that without Belinda around, she and Lucas could be together.”


    Vincent felt a shiver crawl up his spine at Johnson’s words.


    The three of them, along with Faye, had grown up as a tight-knit group. So, Vincent and Johnson were reluctant to think so ill of Faye, but the mounting evidence was hard to ignore.


    Vincent sighed deeply. “Let’s drop it for now. No use overthinking it. We’ll see what Lucas uncovers.”


    “Alright,” Johnson agreed.


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    During the drive, Faye kept the car moving steadily.


    What should have been a one-hour trip dragged on for nearly two before she finally pulled up in front of Belinda’s ce.


    She cut the engine and nced over at Lucas in the passenger seat.


    He hadn’t woken up once during the ride, though his restless shifting showed his difort.


    Faye’s gaze lingered on him; she couldn’t tear her eyes away.


    She scanned their surroundings before looking back at Lucas, whose eyes were shut tight in his drunken haze.


    Summoning a sudden burst of courage, she reached out, her hand slowly inching toward him.


    Her fingers gently brushed his face, careful not to rouse him.


    When Lucas didn’t react, her boldness grew.<fnfa77> Newest update provided by find?novel</fnfa77>


    Her hand traced slowly across his cheek, creeping closer to his lips. Just then


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