?<strong>Chapter 729:</strong>


    Sophie tried to divert the conversation to cheer Elma up. “We’ve got plenty of fun activities here. There’s a theater room for movies and games, and if you’re bored of that, there’s a small petting zoo out back with loads of adorable animals. If that doesn’t appeal to you, we could head up to the mountain, although it’s not fishing season.”


    Cradling her milk cup, Elma couldn’t resist asking, “Are you two always this happy every day? That’s really nice. You can enjoy anything, but I’m not allowed to touch anything.”


    Elma knew Cara’s disdain for herughter. Laughing openly in Cara’s presence meant punishment. So, Elma had adapted. She confined herself to her room, her days marked by solitude and silence, with a shadow of sadness always present.


    Sophie empathized deeply with Elma. Pulling her into a hug, she reassured her, “Don’t worry. It’s wonderful here. You can find happiness here, at least for the time being. Remember, whether you’re happy or not, the days will still go by.”


    Elma nodded eagerly, her eyes bright with excitement. Turning to Sophie and Calvin, she asked with hope in her voice, “May I go and see the animals?”


    The three of them enjoyed a splendid afternoon, their joyfulughter echoing through the air.


    Meanwhile, Trent watched Elma closely, noting her boundless energy and apparent immunity to illness. He wasted no time in reporting his observations to Kallie.


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    Relieved, Kallie let out a weary sigh, massaging her forehead as she muttered, “Perhaps I’m just worrying too much.”


    But a nagging doubt remained in Kallie’s mind. What were Cara’s true intentions in sending Elma here? Or was it yton’s doing? It seemed impossible that Cara was unaware of Elma being sent here.


    After a moment’s hesitation, Kallie resolved to call yton. Mysteriously, her calls went unanswered.


    Meanwhile, in a dark corner of the Morgan family’s basement, yton regained consciousness to find his wrists and ankles tightly bound.


    Panic surged as yton struggled against his restraints, his voice echoing off the cold walls. “Is anybody around? Where did everyone go?”


    The door creaked open.


    Cara glided in with effortless grace, settling into a chair across from yton, offering him a faint smile. “Do you appreciate the surprise I’ve arranged for you?”


    yton stared back at her, his body quaking. A sudden memory shed through his mind. Before cking out, Cara had handed him a cup of coffee, boasting that she had ground the beans herself. Having no reason to distrust her, he had gulped it down.


    yton was puzzled. What was Cara’s motive? Could she have uncovered something? No, that seemed impossible. Jake wouldn’t have disclosed anything.


    Trying to mask his panic, yton feigned irritation and said, “Cara, this isn’t funny. Release me. I know you might feel wronged again, but remember, I’m your brother. Just talk to me, and I’ll help you sort things out. Are you sure you want to vent your anger on me?”


    Cara burst intoughter as if she’d heard the funniest joke ever. Herughter was so intense that she almost bent in half.


    Yet, as sheughed, her eyes shifted, bing chillingly cold and predatory. She stormed up to him, seizing him by the cor, her eyes zing with fury. “You still know you’re my brother, huh? I was beginning to think you’d forgotten!” she growled. “Why are you conspiring with Jake against me? Do you not see me as your sister anymore? Your actions have deeply wounded me!”


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