Chapter 1369

Maeve's heart sank when she heard Zion couldn't find the old newspapers. She vividly remembered last night—how she had made her way up to the attic on the third floor and smashed the door with a hammer. She'd seen the familiar bed, the children's toys, and the piles of old newspapers stacked high. The scene was so vivid and real that it didn't feel like a dream at all. "Those old newspapers should've already been collected by someone. The Hackett family's kidnapping case was a huge blow to them, and after that, they burned all the newspapers," Zion said. He continued, "With the Hackett family's influence, they could've erased any trace of that news if they wanted to." "I figured as much..." Maeve murmured. Who would have left piles of old newspapers in an attic, after all? Maeve shook her head but remained persistent. "I still want to take another look in the attic on the third floor." Seeing it with her own eyes was the only way she'd feel truly at ease. "Alright, I'll go