For some reason, Rose Lowell suddenly put on an Oscar-worthy performance, tears welling up in an instant. "Estelle, you’re the most important person to us. Please, come home with us!"
Estelle Lockwood’s gaze flickered. After a long moment, she smiled with a faint hint of sarcasm. "Alright."
...
「Evernight International.」
Luke White leaned in. "Sir, your wife is about to head back to the Lockwood residence with President Lockwood."
Nathaniel Sloan stared at Rose Lowell’s childbirth records, his expression unreadable. "Have you found anything on Noelle Lockwood’s origins?"
It was hard to believe Rose Lowell was Estelle Lockwood’s biological mother. In every respect, Noelle Lockwood seemed more like the kind of daughter Rose Lowell would have.
Luke White replied, "Noelle Lockwood and Rose Lowell are confirmed to have no blood relation. She is indeed their adopted daughter. Sir, why are you investigating this?"
A dangerous smile played on Nathaniel Sloan’s lips.
’Rose Lowell only gave birth to one daughter, but he always felt there was an ’invisible person’ who looked identical to Estelle.’
’For instance, when Estelle’s fate was uncertain in that fire, someone sent him a video. In it, a woman identical to Estelle claimed she wanted to kill herself.’
’For instance, when Noelle Lockwood took Estelle Lockwood to that banquet, where Estelle was treated like a servant and ridiculed by everyone, a woman who looked just like Estelle video-called him, insisting she was having a wonderful time.’
Nathaniel Sloan’s lips pressed into a thin line. ’Does the Lockwood family not know about this? Or is this ’Estelle’ who keeps sending me videos just an imposter hired by the Lockwoods and Noelle Lockwood?’
His gaze was cool. "Keep a close watch on the Lockwood family."
Luke White replied, "Yes."
Nathaniel Sloan added, "And don’t let Estelle actually kill anyone. We still need the Lockwood family to get to the bottom of this."
Luke White: "...?"
*
「Outside Star Tower.」
With all the employees watching, Estelle Lockwood leisurely strolled over to the car with Austin Lockwood and Rose Lowell.
But as they were about to get in, a small problem arose.
The Lockwoods had arrived in a luxury vehicle. A car like that has spacious seating, but very few seats.
A typical sedan could squeeze in five people if needed.
But a luxury car like this was all about comfort, not capacity.
So while the car looked large and opulent, it only seated four.
The chauffeur was in the driver’s seat, Austin Lockwood had already claimed the front passenger seat, and Rose Lowell, oblivious, had settled into the back. That left only one available spot: the seat on the left side of the rear row.
But both Estelle Lockwood and Noelle Lockwood were still outside the car.
After getting in, Rose Lowell called for them to hurry. When Noelle didn’t get in, she glanced out the window and finally noticed the issue.
But that seat in the Lockwoods’ car had always been reserved for Noelle. So, without a second thought, Rose Lowell said matter-of-factly:
"Noelle, you get in first. Estelle Lockwood, you know where the Lockwood estate is, don’t you? Just find your own ride..."
Before the words were even out of her mouth, Estelle Lockwood, a step quicker than Noelle, had already yanked open the car door, slipped inside, and slammed it shut and locked it—all in one fluid motion, leaving Noelle stranded outside.
Noelle Lockwood’s expression stiffened.
Rose Lowell, her words cut off, choked with indignation. Her face darkened. "What do you think you’re doing!"
Estelle Lockwood said nonchalantly, "Aren’t we going home? Let’s get a move on."
"I told you to let Noelle get in first! Don’t you have your own car? You know the way to the Lockwood estate, don’t you? Just drive yourself back!"

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