Conan was a teenager, about 15 years old. His features bore a striking resemblance to Stephen's. He had a slender figure and unnaturally pale skin. It was as if he'd been confined indoors for a long time.

The young boy exuded a strong air of stubbornness as he stood as still as a log in front of Camille. He remained silent, staring fixedly at Elizabeth.

As Yvonne observed the scene, she deduced that the Andersons must have kept the young boy hidden for so long because of his mental illness. She remembered how Camille had been desperately trying to hide someone in the Rolls-Royce Dawn when she and Stephen had moved out of the mansion. It had probably been Conan.

"Conan, you should leave now. This matter should be handled by adults; you shouldn't interfere," Charles kindly advised. However, the young boy paid no attention and continued to keep his arms spread wide.

Tears streamed down Camille's face as she said, "Don't bring Conan into this. Let me bear all the blame …"

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