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    “Hmph.” After hearing everything, N let out a cold sneer.


    “So it seems they’re already at the end of their rope. They won’tst much longer. What they did is simply a heinous crime!”


    “I agree, Grandma.”


    “Hadley.” Just then, Sebastian walked in from outside, carrying a backpack. He handed it to Hadley with a nod.


    “Is this your backpack?”


    He had noticed it while parking in the garage and brought it straight to her.


    “Yes, thank you, Sebastian.” Hadley smiled as she epted it.


    “Ipletely forgot.”


    She’d been busy carrying Joy when she stepped out of the car.


    “You’re wee.” Sebastian gestured toward the bag in her hand.


    “Is your phone inside? I could’ve sworn I heard it ringing just now.”


    “Really? I’ll check.” Hadley slid the zipper open and fished out her phone.


    Eric stood at her side, his gaze drifting toward it.


    He figured it was probably Ellis.


    They had only just arrived at Flynn Mansion when Ellis called. Their rtionship seemed to be moving along smoothly. As he thought about it, a faint crease formed between Eric’s brows.


    However, his eyes suddenly froze on the screen.


    It was andline number.


    Had Ellis’s phone run out of battery? Why would Ellis call Hadley from andline?


    “Eric…” Startled, Hadley jerked her head up, casting a quick nce at both Eric and Ernest before blurting out, “Ernest, it’s White Lake Prison!”


    “White Lake Prison…”


    “Yes!”


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    In recent days, Hadley had been making regr trips to White Lake Prison to visit Chelsey—something both Ernest and Eric were fully aware of.


    Her purpose was clear. She hoped to uncover a breakthrough through Chelsey.


    Eric’s brow tightened as he asked in a low voice, “Is it Chelsey?”


    “I think so…” Hadley suspected the same.


    Lifting her phone, she said, “I’ll call back and check. We’ll know soon enough.”


    “Alright.” Ernest gave a small nod.


    Without hiding it, Hadley opened her phone screen right in front of her family and returned the missed call from White Lake Prison.


    Soon, the call went through.


    “Hello?” Hadley gripped the phone, her voice filled with anticipation.


    “Hi, this is Hadley Pearson. Did someone from there try to reach me just now?”


    “Yes.” The person on the other end confirmed her identity before replying, “We know you visit Chelsey on every visiting day. We’re passing on her message. Chelsey said she’d like to see you.”


    “Okay!” Hadley answered quickly.


    “I understand. Please let her know I’ll be there to see her today!”


    It just so happened that today was visiting day.


    “Alright.”


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