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Chapter 35. Investigate
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2024-10-29 19:42:56Noah POV
I watched Briana leave with suspicion and could not shake off the apprehension I saw on her face.
I have a strong feeling that Briana was not telling me the truth.
When the black SUV left, I picked up my phone from my pocket to call Brent.
“I have another task for you.” I opened it when Brent picked it up.
“Fire away.”
“Check the records of Briana’s children. They’re triplets. Briana said they are Ford’s, but I have a strong feeling they are mine.”
There was silence on the other end.
“What made you say they were yours?” Brent countered.
I hesitated, and Brent picked up my silence wrongly.
“As your friend, I am giving you a word of caution. Don’t look
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