Chapter 532 The Desk Is Way Too Hard

• Under the light, Conrad Heathcliff’s dark, glacial eyes glimmered—sharp and fathomless.
• “I’ve already had people look into it on the down low. Aunt Sheila only had one son. No twins.”
• “Medical records can be altered. Bribe the delivering doctor and nurse, claim there was only one baby, and smuggle the other away without a sound. No one would know. When I gave birth, didn’t the doctor lie that the baby died and then sneak the child away?”