Regardless of how much I have to rely on connections or spend money, Clarissa just wants to uncover the truth from back then. Watching Clarissa’s emotional state, Mason Wilson tentatively asked, "Clarissa, do you really want to know the truth from those years?" "Of course!" Clarissa nodded firmly, her voice filled with hatred, "I just want to know who was so cruel to swap my child, forcing us mother and daughter to be separated for more than twenty years!" "What kind of grudge did I have with them that they would revenge on me ?" That was her daughter, whom she bore for ten months, almost sacrificing her own life to bring into the world. From the moment she knew of her pregnancy, she had been eagerly waiting for the little life inside her, who was it that stole the twenty years she should have spent closely with her daughter! Mason Wilson sighed softly and said, "What I’m about to say, you need to stay calm after hearing it, alright?" Mason Wilson was never one to be overly dramatic, and seeing him so serious meant it was indeed a serious matter. Clarissa sat upright, looking at Mason Wilson, waiting for him to speak. Mason Wilson slowly voiced Charles Seymour’s suspicions. As he spoke, Clarissa’s eyes widened in shock, followed by disbelief, and in the end, her body trembled with anger as her hands clenched into fists, her eyes filling with bloodshot lines of hatred. "Clarissa, Clarissa, relax, relax..." Mason Wilson hurriedly patted Clarissa on the back, afraid she might work herself into a rage. Clarissa bit her lip hard, and soon a bright red color spread from her lips. "Clarissa, let go, quickly let go!" Mason Wilson was frightened and used his fingers to touch Clarissa’s lips. He would rather she bit him than see her bite through her own lips. Clarissa suddenly burst into tears, weeping on Mason Wilson’s shoulder like a child, unable to stop. Mason Wilson didn’t say anything, only held Clarissa, letting her have a good cry. Only when Clarissa had cried herself out did Mason Wilson wipe her tears with a tissue and pour her a glass of warm water to drink. "How could they do this? How could they?" Clarissa’s voice was hoarse from crying, angrily accusing. She couldn’t understand it, one was her sister-in-law, and the other her sister-in-law too, they were her relatives. The most crucial thing was, before getting married, the three of them were classmates and good friends! Even after she married Mason Wilson, and shortly after, Chaya also married her big brother, their relationship between the two families had always been very good. Now, being suddenly told that the people who swapped her child, making her and her daughter be separated for more than twenty years, were her sister-in-law and her sister-in-law... Such an outcome hurt and angered her a thousandfold more than if it had been done by strangers. "There’s still no concrete evidence, so I still have to investigate." Mason Wilson had just finished speaking when Clarissa interrogated him, "Do you think Charles Seymour is someone who talks nonsense? Without absolute certainty, would he tell you this?" ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝⁂𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚⁂𝔫𝔢𝔱 Mason Wilson tried to smile to ease the tension, but failed. His lips stiffened, unable to curve at all. "I still need to investigate thoroughly. If it’s not true, all the better. But if it is..." Mason Wilson stopped, unsure of how to continue. "If it’s true, then what?" Clarissa pressed him, refusing to let him hesitate.