Wade also looked distressed, quickly flipping through it, and immediately ordered an investigation into the recent missing pregnant woman.

After a whole day, they still made no progress in their investigation.

Wade frowned, flipping through the information in his hand, and suddenly looked at Ken.

"Ken, Violet is also pregnant. Have you contacted her yet?"

Ken shook his head.

"Why would I contact her? She killed my sister. I don't want to talk to her about anything except divorce!"

He clenched his fist, the anger in his eyes seeming to burn everything around him.

I stood in front of him with tears, wanting to shout out loud that it wasn't me and it had nothing to do with me.

I had said that many times, but he never believed me.

Wade's face darkened.

"Anyway, she's pregnant with your child. You must find a way to contact her immediately!"

Although reluctant, Ken still took out his phone.

No one disturbed him this time, and he dialed my number.

No one answered, and Ken's expression gradually became irritable.

He quickly swiped his finger on the screen, opened the chat app, and unblocked me.

He texted: [Violet! Is playing hide and seek fun? I don't care where you are, come home right now!]

He got up, said goodbye to Wade, and left directly.

I followed him into the car, sitting in the passenger seat as I used to.

It happened a long time ago when I sat in this seat last time.

To my surprise, he actually received a reply from "me," just one word: [Okay.]

With a gasp of the accelerator, the car shot out like an arrow released from a bow.

Ken pushed the door open with a frown.

Dust flew in, and it was clear to anyone that no one had been back here for a long time.

But Ken didn't care and stormed in furiously.

As soon as he entered, he was stunned.

The living room was in disarray, the dining table was overturned, and glass shards were scattered all over the floor.

I couldn't help but feel heartbroken; it was still the same as the day I was taken away.

Ken squatted down and gently moved the debris on the floor with his hand.

He froze suddenly, his eyes wide open.

Among the clutter was a necklace with a round pendant engraved with two letters: [LM.]

It was Lily's necklace, which I accidentally broke off from her neck during the struggle.

By the time she realized it, the body had already been disposed of, and she herself wasn't sure where it had been lost.