Chapter 727 The Truth of the Past

Astrid's tone was cold, laced with barely restrained anger. I had seen her upset before, but never like this. Her words carried weight, almost as if they held a deeper meaning. Could it be that the kidnapping all those years ago wasn't as simple as it seemed? Evelyn stumbled back a step, her expression flickering before she straightened herself and put on a defensive front. "Astrid, I was just a kid back then. Getting us out of that mess was already hard enough," she said, her voice tight. "I didn't know anything besides the fact that we were kidnapped. I was, what, seven? What could I possibly have done?" Astrid stared at her with blazing eyes, but instead of responding, she grabbed my arm and led me to another part of the station. Evelyn stood rooted to the spot, her gaze darkening. When the police approached her, she immediately put on a teary, pitiful act as if the confrontation had left her deeply hurt. Astrid's grip on my hand didn't loosen, her fingers diggi