Chapter 447 Secretly Probing


    Since it was my first time eating onion rings around As, I wondered how he knew I liked my onion


    rings like that.


    He raised a brow and lowered his gaze, saying, “It was just a guess. I had a ymate who liked eating


    onion rings the same way when I was a kid. She used to stay at my house for meals.”


    I looked at him and thought about the photo of the real Ste. I asked, “Are you referring to Ste?”


    This time, he looked surprised instead of me. He looked at me and asked, “How do you know it’s


    Ste? Did you remember something?”


    I noticed him scrutinizing me, which made me somewhat doubtful, especially with his follow-up


    question. I asked, “ What do you mean by ‘did I remember something?”


    He smiled when I asked that. “I didn’t mean it like that. I was just curious how you know Ste. Not the


    Ste you met, though.”


    ‘Yes, I found out about her,” I confessed, “I told Grayson to look into it, and he found a photo.”


    As frowned at me. “What photo?”


    I regretted saying that, unsure if it was okay to be so open. I had pried into As’s privacy, especially


    the Pierces’ privacy, which was highly offensive. I grew nervous, exining incoherently, “I-I didn’t


    mean to offend you by prying. It’s just that... I discovered it by ident.”


    “It''s okay, I don’t me you. I want you to understand me more so you can trust me.” As picked up


    another onion ring with his fork and passed it to me. “Eat. We''ll talk slowly.”


    I felt relieved when he said that. I took my phone, found the photo, and passed it to him. “This is the


    photo. Grayson told me she’s the real Ste.”


    He froze when he saw the photo. A momentter, he said, “ You found this?”


    “Yes, look at the next one. It’s the writing behind the photo.” I observed his expression and felt the


    photo must be significant to him.


    He looked at it and said, “This is Aunt Lucille’s writing.”


    “Aunt Lucille?” I asked curiously.


    "Yeah, Lucille Av is Rory’s wife and the real Ste’s mom.” As''s eyes dimmed as he continued to


    stare at those few words.


    "Is Annalise the real Ste?" I asked.


    As’s eyes flicked when he looked up at me. However, he quickly regained hisposure and asked,


    “How’d you consider looking into this?”


    I confessed, “It started with the current Ste. She hinted things about the Pierce family when I first got


    to know her. She even mentioned her parents. When you told me about your parents’ ne crash


    having more to it, I paid closer attention to herments about it.”


    He ruffled my hair smilingly, “Still as clever as ever.”


    I paused, feeling like I had heard that phrase before, but didn''t dwell on it.


    “Later, she tricked me into surprising you on your birthday. She mentioned Rory at that time. I don’t


    know why, but I always feel strange whenever I hear that name,” I exined, focusing on As’s


    expressionless face.


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    I was puzzled, wondering if I had guessed wrongly. I continued, “Ste talked about Rory in great


    detail, saying he died with your parents. She also mentioned Lucille and said her mother passed away


    two monthster from heartbreak.”


    As didn’t stop looking at me as I continued, “I always thought Ste seemed indifferent whenever she


    discussed these things. It was like she was talking about someone else''s experiences.


    “She also looked cold and indifferent when she mentioned your parents’ death anniversaries. Ste


    didn’t even look sad, which raised doubts for me. I kept thinking she was either cold-blooded or wasn''t


    their biological daughter.


    “That''s why I told Grason to investigate the current Ste thoroughly. Sure enough, I found conflicting


    results. I only became confident the current Ste was an imposter when Grayson found this photo.”


    I intentionally emphasized “imposter” and observed how As would react.