Chapter 902

In Adrian's room, the heavy curtains were drawn, leaving no trace of light. Only the glow from his laptop screen illuminated his eyes.

That was how the person on the screen knew he wasn't asleep.

"I still can't fathom why you insisted on giving Yvonne's information to Marietta. The current investigation details indeed suggest that Yvonne might not be her daughter.

"But we don't have concrete evidence to prove that. What if someone switched back the child who had been swapped before?"

On the laptop screen, Quentin held a glass of wine as he casually chatted with Adrian. It seemed like he was attempting to pique the latter's interest.

Even so, Adrian remained engrossed in his emotions. He continued to pour himself a drink and down it.

Quentin thought it was getting pointless. So, he set down his glass, saying, "Hey, Mr. Sorkin, can you please not put on such airs?

"You're the one who asked me to come online. I sacrificed my precious sleep to accompany you. It's fine if you don'