Brendan’s sharp brows were tightly furrowed. He was about to speak when Deirdre said, “But I know that he was just a fake cop. Apart from the fact that he suddenly found the villa’s location for no apparent reason today, he talked about almost the same things as that person the other day.”

“What?” Brendan sounded alarmed. “What did he say?”

“He claimed that my mother Ophelia died a year ago after jumping off a building.”

Brendan’s entire body tensed up as soon as he heard the remark.

“Those people are all talking nonsense!”

“Hmm, I know,” Deirdre said. “I believe that you wouldn’t lie to me.”

Brendan fell silent once again. After a long silence, he asked, “What’s that letter on the table?”

He had come in such a rush that Sam had not managed to brief him on all the details.

Deirdre was stunned for a moment before she answered, “It’s just a letter. It’s nothing important.”

The letter had come out of nowhere, so Brendan refused to believe that it was as unimportant as Deirdre h