Falling for a Lie: My Stepbrother's Hidden Revenge

Chapter 133

“Boss, | just got close to the bodyguard Sylvie login ang dewan paying mention manage to make him

unconscious. However, that bodyguard hue among pangue et proshanity wake up soon. Let's get straight to the

point

Eric spoke in a hushed tone, his expression serious.

“Son, who's at the door?*

Yvonne heard scommotion and sat up, looking in their destin

Edgar blocked her line of sight and sterydy athised her, “Mom, | did in the Bay Villa Beave yourself recently, and

don’t mention what happened just remember what Isat

“Understood!”

Yvonne beca little impatient, but thinking about her own plan, the waved at him with a smile Ga quickly; it's

getting late. Hurry back”

Edgar couldn't afford to pay attention to her unusual behanfor. He left with Etc and wear in the rooftog of the old

residence to talk

Eric said, “Boss, | found out that there is a person in the Sith faunly wise timeline matches with Miss Sylvia. She

is the youngest daughter of Ethan Smith, the head of the Smith family werer, she disappeared. Six years ago,

the Smith family suddenly announced her death, and the cause of death is still unknown.”

Edgar furrowed his brows tightly. The better something was at hiding the more suspicious it became

He asked, “Can the database find a photo of this young lady?”

“No, there are no photos, not even a name. | heard that the Smith family held a very simple funeral for her, but

there is no information about where the tombstone in Bom, do you think this girl might have really died?”

Edgar pursed his lips and pondered

After a moment, he shook his head. “The Smith family’s actions seem to suggest that they don’t care about this

daughter and don’t value her. But in reality, it's quite the opposite. These actions only prove that the Smith

family cares deeply for her and is doing everything possible to protect her.”

Eric thought for a moment and found it reasonable. “So, is it possible that this young lady is indeed Sylvia?”

While | cxart be completely certain, | believe it's her.”

As he spoke, a turning light flickered in Edgar's deep black eyes.

He was overjoyer.

Patric massaging her legs, Patric blowing on her hands, her pushing and teasing Patric...

All those moments every single one of them were interactions between a brother and his sister!

He had actually suspected her of having an affair within their marriage. Now, thinking back, he felt truly

remorseful!

Bet

His expression becsolemn once again.

Since Sylvia is the daughter of the Smith family, why did she end up in the Frant City Welfare Institution

back then?

What happened in between?

Perhaps, this was also the reason why the Smith family wanted to protect her.

“If Miss Sylvia is truly the Smith family’s daughter, then...”

Suddenly, something occurred to Eric. He hurriedly took out his phone from his pocket, checked it again, and his

eyes lit up.

“Boss, last tZack discovered that the Smith family’s little princess had once flown to Frant City on a private

plane thirteen years ago! The airport she landed at was Zack’s family’s airport, so he unintentionally came

across this record. However, he later found out that she had already died and didn’t pursue it further.”

“If Miss Sylvia is indeed the Smith family’s daughter, then she... is very likely the girl you've been searching for!”

While Eric spoke, he handed the phone to him, showing him the information from back then.

Edgar carefully read through it. “I will find an opportunity to confirm this information.”

The amount of information tonight was overwhelming, and he felt a bit overwhelmed. If Sylvia w really the little

girl who saved him thirteen years ago, then what had he done...

He actually mistook her for Nancy and hurt Sylvia all these years, pushing her loving heart to beccold and

vengeful. Edgar's heart ached with every beat.

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Now, is it still possible to make amends...

After exchanging information with Eric, Edgar went downstairs to the first floor lobby in a complex mood.

Eighteen, whom Eric had placed on the sofa in the lobby, was still asleep and hadn't woken up so quickly. Edgar

silently walked over and sat beside him.

Just as he sat down, Eighteen gradually woke up and, upon opening his eyes, saw Edgar's expressionless

face.

Edgar said, “I didn't expect you to fall asleep.”

Eighteen looked confused. “How could | fall asleep?”

Edgar said seriously, “I cout after our conversation and saw you lying here asleep. It was just you alone. |

waited for a full five minutes before you woke up. If Sylvia finds out about this, what will happen? But don’t

worry, | won't tell her.”

Eighteen, still groggy from sleep, scratched his head. Without giving him a chance to react, Edgar got up and

walked outside.

“Let's go. Because of you sleeping, we wasted five minutes.”

Eighteen was still pondering. He clearly remembered that a male servant cto chat with him, but he ignored

the person...

“Hurry up! Sylvia won't be happy if we go back late!”

Just as he was organizing his memories, Edgar interrupted him again, so he could only follow along reluctantly

and get into the car. When they returned to the Bay Villa, it was already dark outside.

Edgar stood by the window in the first-floor living room, gazing outside. Patric had left at spoint, leaving

only Adrain and Sylvia still drinking at the dining table.

In the living room.

Adrain was downing one glass after another, his gaze somewhat intoxicated and a gloomy expression on his

face. “Sylvia, they say alcohol can chase away worries, but why do | feel even more bitter in my heart after

drinking so much?”

Sylvia had a high alcohol tolerance and never got drunk.

She simply smiled and said, “How can we believe what people from ancient times said? There's also “. saying

that borrowing wine to drown your sorrows will only make you even more sorrowful. Adrain, you're drunk. I'll

have Seventeen or Eighteen send you back.”

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rower will. | will only cherish and treasure you can you givea chance to love you?”

diver’s face zemained indifferent, without uttering a word. She poured herself a glass of red wine, and doned in

se nip The dark red liquid slid along the edge of her red lips.

She gently wiped it away with her hand, maintaining an elegant composure.

This sorte was deeply imprinted in Adrain’s heart. “Sylvia, if you're still uncertain about your feelings, we can

pegged first, or we can start with dating”

Just as Liger reached the door and opened it slightly, he heard everything clearly. His face turned pale, and his

first denched tightly.

That bastard was this a deliberate ploy to send Patric away and create an opportunity for a private

Sexing Sylvia about to respond, Edgar held his stomach and bent over, tightly pinching the flesh on his thighs.

His face instantly turned incredibly pale, and cold sweat began to bead on his forehead.

Then, with a fragile look on his face, he leaned against the door. “Sylvia, my stomach hurts...”