Chapter 93

Then, I found the information I was looking for. Yvette's body was covered in injuries under her clothes when she was adopted. This detail was clearly noted in the adoption paperwork as part of the child's condition. I went through the records for all the children from that year and wrote down every detail I could find. Just as I closed the file, I locked eyes with someone. "Mr. Joyce, are you here to help with the cleaning too?" I raised my hand and tossed a rag toward him. Zachary frowned as he swiftly caught it. Then, he glanced down at his suit, likely worried that the tailored fabric might get dirty. "You've been rifling through the files. Are these archives even something you should be looking at?" "I noticed that you enjoy speaking to me in a commanding tone. You might as well shut up if you can't speak properly. After all, the orphanage isn't yours." I pulled out several files, lowered my head, and began sorting through them. Meanwhile, Zachary stood across from me. I co