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Tried 199

    Ollie happily picked up his fork and took a big bibe, only for the saltiness to almost kill him. Eyes watering, he infinctively grabbed the bout of sto and took a gulp, forgetting it was still piping hot. His face twisted through a series of expressions. He wanted <b>to </b>spit it out, but couldn’t, shared himself to swallow it,


    Having wisely anticipated potential disaster, Mark only took a couple of cautious bites of oatmeal beforementing. “The atmaal is not <b>bad</b>.“.


    “Bowen, I know you’re loaded, but that doesn’t mean you have to use the entire salt supply!” Ollie spluttered his tongue numb from both the scalding heat and overwhelming saltiness. He gulped down several sses of water before finally catching his breath


    Bowen frowned thoughtfully, picked up a vegetable, and took a small bite. “The oatmeal needs to cool down, he muttered. “And loverulted the


    Ollie finally caught on “Hold up, Bowen, what the hell do you mean? So you’re using me as your guinea pig, huh?”


    Bowen shot D


    Olle a disdainful look. “You just realized he retorted,pletely unapologetic.


    Ollie coughed violently, nearly choking. ‘Damn it, Bowen! What do you take me for? Yourb rat?


    He didn’t need to think hard to guess who could get Bowen to cook. ‘Great So Aubree’s precious, and I’m just chopped liver pie thought angrily.


    He said, “Bowen, keep this up and you won’t have any friends left.”


    Turned out, Bowen still had friends after all. After his first failed attempt, he carried the dish back into the kitchen. After two more rounds of tweaking, the new sd finally burned out pretty decent


    Having never known such hardship in his pampered life, Ollie “gloriously became a permanent resident of the bathroom after eating that oversalted and haphazardly thrown together vegetable sd.


    Mark watched Bowen busying himself in the kitchen and <b>asked</b>, “Did you look into Mrs. <b>Wilson </b>before?”


    “Alice, you mean?” Bowen nced up at him, his manner casual <b>and </b>unhurried.


    Mark nodded. “Yeah.”


    “What’s up with her!” Bowen asked.


    Mark replied, “The nearly finished investigating whether Aubree is the person <b>Alvin’s </b>parents saved before they got killed. I got some childhood photos of Aubree from the <b>orphanage</b>, but they were damaged. I sent them to a restoration service. Once the resultes out, we’ll know if it’s her.


    <b>“</b><b>While </b>I was looking into this, my investigation led me to Alice. Turns out, the information you had checked before wasn’t entirely urate


    Bowen hadn’t even had time to think about how Mark had been investigating <b>Aubree </b>when that sentence snagged his attention. <b>“</b>What do you mean?” he asked.


    “ording to my intel,” Mark <b>said</b>, “after Aubree went <b>missing </b>Alice did appear troubled for a while, but in reality, she only seemed mildly depressed nowhere near the intense emotional swings your investigation suggested, it wasn’t until muchter that her behavior suddenly changed<b>. </b>That’s when the psychiatric hospital diagnosed her with a stress disorder, and only then was Carmen brought back to the Wilson fami


    “I think this <b>should </b>help you, I wanted to dig deeper, but that’s as far as I could get.”


    Bowen’s eyelids twitched. “You’re saying Alice taked her mental illness, probably just to bring Carmen back to the Wilson family!”


    “I didn’t say that.” Mark shrugged, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Oh, by the way, Bowen, <b>are </b>you nning to call <b>hina </b>back!”


    If it were Ollie, he probably wouldn’t have picked up on the subtext.


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    But Bowen chuckled with a hint of amusement. “What are you scheming now?”


    “Come on, don’t put it like that. Doesn’t what I told you about Alice mean you owe me one? Just let her stay with me for a few more menths, right Mark said.


    Bowen said, “Well, that depends on whether Nina is willing to keep doing this.”


    Mark curled his lip, cursing under his breath, “Sly old fox


    Upon receiving the <b>news</b>, <b>Bowen </b>didn’t think about what Mark was up to. He immediately headed back into the kitchen, prepared a fresh batch of oatmeal and vegetable sd, packed them carefully into takeout containers, and set off for Bree Technology


    Lately, Aubree had been heading straight to Bree Technology after her therapy sessions, so flowen decided to wait for her there.


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