Chapter 540 What You Don’t <b>Ask </b>For
Chapter 540 What You Don’t Ask For
Elianna scratched her head in frustration. “Ughhh, I was up all night gaining until 7 am. I’ve only slept wo hours. Wyatt,e on, be nice–let me sleep. I swear I won’t evene downstairs. I definitely won t a fight with her.”
She slumped forward, nearly falling asleep with her forehead against the doorframe.
“Wyatt,” Yunice called from downstairs, “stop bothering her.”
Wyatt came down the stairs and said to Yunice, “Come to the office with me
“I’m not going.” Yunice replied. “I’m making medicine today.”
Wyatt followed her into the kitchen. “What kind of medicine?”
“Whisperblend. But I’m still missing one ingredient–rhino horn. It’s rare on the market.”
Wyatt paused
Yunice was sorting herbs into a bamboo tray. When he didn’t respond for several seconds, she looked up <b>and </b>added, “I’ll ask Mr. Carlter. Maybe he has some in storage.”
Wyatt leaned against the ind counter in front of her. “<b>Who’s </b>it for? Is it important?”
Yunice gave a light smile. “Yeah. It is.”
“Don’t take other people’s problems too seriously, Wyatt said. “Don’t go bleeding yourself dry for someone else.”
Yunice didn’t reply. “If you don’t leave now, you’ll hit rush hour and need a helicopter.
Wyatt let out a hum. “I’m still digging into Oscar’s case. Don’t stress.”
Seeing Yunice was busy grinding herbs, Wyant walked to the foyer, grabbed his coat and keys, and left
Only after his tall frame disappeared through the door did Yunice look up.
He’d lied<b>. </b>
He had rhino horn–but didn’t mention it. That meant he didn’t <b>want </b>her to know what it was for.
Whatever. He had enough secrets already. One more wouldn’t change anything.
Yunice called Quinton to apologize. She hadn’t found any rhino horn, so she needed him to keep searching-
If it really doesn’t work out,” Quinton said, “just use water buffalo horn instead.”
It would be far less effective–but there was no other option.
Yunice felt bad. Maybe if she’d just asked Wyatt directly, there was still a chance.
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But she couldn’t bring herself to throw away her pride like <b>that</b>. Not when she knew he’d say no, thà
She couldn’t stomach the humiliation of rejection.
But she also couldn’t help feeling like she was letting Bobby down
Quinton hadn’t hung up yet. “By the way, that guy I know inside passed along a message. Oscar’s doing okay–hasn’t been beaten or anything. But he’s not in great shape mentally. Keeps saying he’s innocent. That he was framed.”
If he was yelling about being framed, but not naming anyone, that meant he didn’t know who had set him <ol><li>up<b>. </b></li></ol>
That made things harder.
Yunice thanked Quinton for the help.
“We’re friends,” he said. “Don’t make it sound so formal.”
That only made Yunice feel guiltier. She hadn’t done nearly as much for him in return.
After the call, she decided to contact Victor.
Victor worked with Mr. Carl in the medicinal trade. Maybe he had a lead.
“Price isn’t <b>an </b><b>issue</b>,” Yunice told him.
Victorughed. “You do realize this stuff isn’t about money, right?”
He paused. “Alright, it’s not about the price. I’ll ask around for you.”
By noon, Elianna finally dragged herself downstairs, stretching dramatically.
Yunice was <b>at </b>the kitchen ind, one hand steadying a stone mortar while the other ground herbs. Her tablet was propped up next to her, streaming a university lecture.
Elianna strolled past her with a casual air. Neither of them acknowledged the other–they treated each other like they didn’t exist.
Elianna grabbed a bottle of milk from the fridge and drank straight from it, ncing sideways at Yunice.
Seeing <b>Yunice </b>wasn’t starting anything, she rxed. As long as the house was warm and she had a ce to sleep, she didn’t care.
A littleter, she came back downstairs with a photo frame <b>in </b>her arms<b>, </b>sat on the couch and started wiping it carefully.
Yunice nced over. It looked like a memorial photo–probably Elianna’s dad.
Still, they didn’t interact. Everything was quiet.
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Chapter 540 What You Don’t Ask For
When Wyatt came home <b>that </b><b>night</b>, both women seamlessly resumed their performance and civilized.
Wyatt called Yunice to the bedroom. “The police finished the evidence chain. Your brother’s fingerprints are the only ones on the knife. Elsie confirmed the assault. There’s tearing–but no trace of bodily fust”
Which meant there <b>was </b>no DNA evidence from the suspect.
That was both good and bad news. Without DNA, the casecked aplete chain of proof and no conclusive guilt could be established.
<b>But </b>without another suspect, Oscar was still the prime one. He’d been found at the scene, and the knife only had <b>his </b>prints.
Yunice <b>said</b>, “Fingerprints can be nted. If someone user rubber gloves to cut Elsie’s wrist and m brother just happened to pick up the knife, it would exin everything”
Wyatt replied, “They checked the angle of the cuts. They were made by someone else.”
Which ruled out the possibility of Elsie staging the whole thing.
The clues led nowhere. The hotel surveince had been tampered with–the data was removed, and not even recovery was possible,
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