My Aloof Sisters Asked for My Forgiveness



Drake, who had been tracking the escaped James, had yet to return.

It was not until the next morning that he came back to report to Dustin.

His face was quite grim.

"Any news? Where did James go?" Dustin asked with a faint smile.

He had absolute faith in Drake's skills. It was almost impossible for him to lose a target.

Drake's unusually serious expression, however, hinted that this was no ordinary situation.

"My Liege, I shadowed him all night. At first, he was extremely cautious and took a convoluted route. But eventually, he headed straight to one place... The Barbenheim Institution at the heart of Grayvale," he said in a low voice.

Dustin's brows furrowed slightly.

The Barbenheim Institution...

He had long suspected a connection between the Williams family and the massacre of the Fox family.

His dealings with the Williams family were extensive. After all, he had personally killed Lord Barbenheim and both his sons.

Lord Barbenheim and his eldest son had been slain in secret, while Arthur was executed in public, which had caused a major uproar.

Yet, strangely enough, the Barbenheim Institution remained eerily quiet. No words and no action were taken against him. Nothing at all! Speculations arose, but Dustin paid it no mind.

But Dustin had not expected James to have ties to the Barbenheim Institution.

"Who did he meet with?" Dustin asked calmly.

Drake's face grew grave.

"My Liege, the person he met with... was Lord Barbenheim," he said and enunciated every word.

Dustin's composure faltered.

"What did you just say?!" He shot to his feet.

The name struck a nerve.

"Lord Barbenheim..."

Had he not killed him with his own hands at the Wyatt family villa?

"My Liege, I'm certain of it. It was Lord Barbenheim himself!" Drake insisted resolutely.

He handed over a pair of glasses. It had a sophisticated miniature camera within.

Myst immediately connected it to a portable computer.

Footage played on the screen and showed James staggering into the Barbenheim Institution.

"I'm James Harris, the top Mystic

Agent

the Outlaws Department!

see Lord Barbenheim!" henoveldrama

He was quickly taken inside.

Drake's perspective in the footage followed him to the inner courtyard, where two men emerged.

The camera shook slightly because Drake was shaking at that point in shock.

One of the men was unmistakably Lord Barbenheim, who was supposed to be dead!

That man looked identical to Lord Barbenheim in every aspect...

Dustin's face darkened as he watched.

"Lord Barbenheim... I killed him with my very own hands," he murmured.

He was certain of it. Lord Barbenheim had been eliminated. There was no possibility of his survival.

It was impossible to consider that Lord Barbenheim might have faked his death. Such a trick would never fool someone as skilled in medicine as Dustin.

Drake and his men had destroyed his body and left nothing behind.

So, who was this man?

For the first time, Dustin's composure wavered.

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A man he had personally killed and was supposed to be dead had suddenly come back to life. That' was enough to shake his usually

calm composure.

After all, it defied reason.

Perhaps the Williams family had replaced him with a lookalike to maintain appearances after his death...

"How can Lord Barbenheim be alive?" Myst asked. Her brows furrowed tightly together.