"Yes, Clover, I have seen the silver lock. Miss Parker herself stuffed it into the baby's swaddling. As long as we find that silver lock engraved with 'Clover', we can find the child."
Gabriella Linggo really felt regretful, only such a child was worthy of such outstanding parents. Why wasn't she?
The young lady slightly lowered her head, and there was something churning in the darkness of her eyes.
Gabriella Linggo narrowed her eyes, "Actually, just relying on the silver lock cannot confirm the identity of the child. After all, the silver lock can be lost and picked up by others, but the mark on the body cannot be erased."
Aubree Groove took the silver lock from her hand, put it back into the sachet, and quietly said, "You should tell your uncle these secrets yourself. It's late; go rest."
Having said that, she turned around and left.
Gabriella Linggo stared at the young girl's retreating figure, her gut telling her that something was wrong.
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