Chapter 4 It's Your Fault!

I watched as the smile on Wendy's face slowly disappeared. She stared blankly at the computer screen for a very long time. After a few glances down at her phone to confirm that it was not a scammer, she grabbed her keys and left the laboratory.

Once she got into the car, she called her home's landline. It was answered by a young girl. "Mom, when are you coming back? I miss you."

Wendy immediately grinned and gently replied, "I miss you too, Yuna. I can't go home yet as I'm busy. Be a good girl. Eat your dinner and go to sleep later."

After hanging up, she drove off with an emotionless look. I could not tell what she actually felt.

Was she sad or happy?

I believed she was likely happy.

When she arrived at the police station, she saw that John was there as well. Sitting side by side, both of them had unpleasant looks.

John was the first to speak. "Since you're here, why did they call for me? Even if Denise died, how is that any of my business? She's not my daughter!"

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