Elder Kinston's Exclusive Sweet Wife-Chapter 970 - 1009: Investigation

He pressed his thin lips tightly together and, after a while, said, "Once I’ve made a decision, I never change it!"

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Night descended heavily over the Quinn Family mansion. Edward Quinn stayed in his mother’s room, never having left. Hanging directly in front of him was the portrait of the late Mrs. Quinn.

"Why did you do it back then? And why, at the very last moment, were you unwilling to tell me the truth? Did you wish for this secret to remain forever hidden? Or did you know the worst outcome and chose to say nothing?" Staring at the portrait, Edward Quinn murmured to himself.

He had many suspicions, the worst being that the child might have long been dead, and perhaps his mother had known this, which was why she chose to remain silent.

A plum blossom watch, J City accent, a man of approximately 177 centimeters in height, possibly aged between 27 and 35. If that man is still alive, he should be around 50 years old now.

But with such scant clues, it’s akin to finding a needle in a haystack. After so many years, even if he tried to search now, it’s likely...

Yet despite this, he still sent people to investigate, to inquire. As long as there was a sliver of hope, he would continue searching.

"Clover, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I failed to protect you. Even our child, I failed to protect." Edward Quinn reproached himself. What pained him more was that the cause of all this was his own mother!

He loved Clover, but he inflicted the greatest pain upon her. No wonder Asher had scolded him so fiercely back then. He now feels that Asher hadn’t scolded him harshly enough.

A servant gently knocked on the door and said, "Master, there’s a Mr. Fan here to see you."

Edward Quinn’s eyebrows moved slightly, then he said, "Alright, let Mr. Fan go to the study." Finally, Edward Quinn glanced once more at his mother’s portrait, sighed deeply, and left the room.

By now, all the resentment and sighs were useless; his mother was gone, and there could never be anyone to give him an answer.

In the study, Edward Quinn looked at Mr. Fan in front of him, a slight smile appearing on his face, "Has Mr. Fan discovered anything?" This person was a private detective he had hired, the best in J City. He was especially skilled at investigating matters from long ago, which was why Edward spared no expense to have him look into the matter of Clover’s child.

"I’ve found some information I’d like you to review." The other party said, "Back then, not many could afford the plum blossom watch. So we had the woman you mentioned identify the model of the watch she saw. It was a new model at the time, and when that woman saw it, it had only been on the market for two years, which narrowed the scope considerably. Then we pulled out a list of people who had filled in purchase information at that time from the counter. However, due to the passage of time, the information might not be complete. Of course, there’s also the secondhand market, where transactions may have occurred, making it difficult to trace. So please have a look at this list, Mr. Quinn, to see if you recognize anyone."

On a few pages, the names of people who had purchased that model of watch in J City during those two years were printed. Not many could afford this watch back then, so even considering all of J City, the list wasn’t long. Edward Quinn flipped through the pages, and suddenly, when he reached a page, he froze.