Chapter 683
The news left me utterly flabbergasted. How did he take me away?
“Yes, we finally located the only eyewitness, an elderly man gathering herbs on that mountain back then. Fate played its part, taking so many years to trace the one witness who saw the entire tragic incident.” “Did he really witness the whole thing?” I found it hard to believe.
Atlas and his team must have put in tremendous effort to find the needle in a haystack after so many years.
“According to the old man, he was descending the mountain at the time, taking a break on a flat terrace. Then, he witnessed the scene on the road below. You should know that, abroad, very few people engage in herb picking.”
Atlas sounded proud. “Our brothers worked tirelessly, year after year, investigating the incident site. They left no trace unexplored.”
I nodded, acknowledging the challenging nature of their work.
“The old man said the situation was dangerous back then. The crashed car was on the verge of tumbling down, then it exploded. After our car exploded, he distinctly saw a tall, thin man getting out of that car, running down the slope on the side of the road, searching for something.”
Atlas vividly described the scene, and as I strained to imagine it, a stabbing pain shot through my head. I dared not speak, fearing Atlas would stop narrating.
The events of that year held an immense fascination for me, and I longed to piece together the scattered fragments of information to form a complete picture. What exactly happened back then? “What then?” I asked, “How did he confirm it was a girl?”
“Not long after, that man was seen carrying a child. The child wore a pink dress, so he suspected it was a little girl. The child’s limbs hung limply, indicating serious injuries.”
My heart ached intensely.
“He took a photo from a distance using his phone. As the photo resolution back then was poor, it couldn’t clearly capture the face,” Atlas explained.
“But at that time, we didn’t suspect it
was Clark. Clark was Rory’s classmate, and Rory had even helped him in the past, introducing him to ATL Empire. Then he became Rory’s assistant, handling various tasks.”
“How sneaky and despicable!” I spat out, gritting my teeth.
Seeing my indignant reaction, Atlas squeezed my hand. The car silently moved forward, and my heart was racing.
“We didn’t suspect him because he
stayed at AT Empire, working hard without a complaint for years. It wasn’t until we found this
eyewitness, and from the elder net
man’s description and the few preserved images, we identified Clark.”
“He couldn’t run away forever,” I said through gritted teeth.
“Fate is inevitable. Just when we found you, we also found Grandma. We discovered the day Lucille died, who visited the Pierce home, and the video of him poisoning her. The entire thing was documented.”
Atlas’s words immediately reminded me of the grandmother who had preserved the childhood photos of Atlas and me.
“Are you talking about Chelsea?” I looked at Atlas and asked.
When Grayson showed me the childhood photo of us, he mentioned Chelsea before.
I gazed at Atlas with a questioning look. “Grayson says that she had already left the Pierce residence long ago?”
“No, she left after Lucille’s death!” Atlas corrected me.
I frowned slightly. Could I have misheard?
“Grayson said that to you because, at that time, he couldn’t reveal too much to you. He was afraid you would get trapped and face danger,” Atlas explained apologetically. “So, you mean Chelsea provided the video of him poisoning Lucille?” I asked in astonishment.