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“What?”

Holly was slightly startled as she looked at Keira, feeling she hadn’t heard correctly.

Seeing her expression, Keira smiled, wanting to explain her identity, but someone blocked her path before she could speak.

A young man, accompanied by two members of the Special Division, stood there, looking sternly at Holly and said coldly, “Dr. Sims, you know our department’s archive room is off-limits to outsiders. Aren’t you aware of the rules?”

Holly frowned.

The man immediately turned his gaze to Keira, scanning her a few times before looking back at Holly. “Or do you think you can exercise your privileges here just because your grandfather is in charge of the Special Division? Dr. Sims, did you follow the proper procedures when you brought an outsider into the archive room? If not, I’ll have to report this!”

Keira raised an eyebrow.

Indeed, the interrogation and this visit to the archive room didn’t conform to the rules.

To be exact, Holly had indeed bent the rules for personal reasons.

Although Holly’s grandfather managed the Special Division, they couldn’t neglect procedures, especially not the official staff—they couldn’t make such mistakes.

If it weren’t for the fact that the South family was shrouded in inscrutable mystery, making it impossible to get any clues from Vera without special measures, Keira wouldn’t have caused Holly such trouble.

Luckily, having just seen that Freeman Sect roster, Keira knew she was now an official staff member. If it came down to it, she could just reveal her cover.

Just as Keira had this thought, Holly stood protectively in front of her. “First of all, Miss Olsen is the victim in this case and has the right to know whether Vera is really the mastermind behind Susan Simpson. Secondly, my bringing Miss Olsen into the archive room was approved by my grandfather!”

The man immediately pressed on with his questioning. “Approved? Where’s the written approval? Do you have it?”

How could there possibly be any?

From the moment Holly entered the Olsen residence, all actions had been spontaneous. When Keira was interrogating Vera, Holly had been in the archive room gathering information about the South family. There simply hadn’t been time to obtain old Mr. Sims’ approval!

Just as Keira realized this, she heard Holly say, “Of course there is.”

Holly took out a report and handed it to the man. “Luke, here it is. Satisfied?”

Keira also looked over and saw an electronic approval file.

It indeed had old Mr. Sims’ private seal on it.

Keira immediately revealed a relieved smile, thinking she had worried that Holly had really bent the rules for her, forgetting that Holly was the person who valued rules the most.

Upon seeing the photo, Luke reluctantly snorted. “Didn’t think it would actually exist. But the Special Division isn’t the Sims family’s private enterprise. Who gave you the authority to approve her entry?”

Holly replied. “I followed the official procedure and made a special request. My grandfather agreed. If you have any complaints, go talk to him.”

Luke was at a loss for words.

While pulling Keira along, Holly whispered, “See? This place isn’t easy to deal with. The Sims family has managed the Special Division for so many years only to be looked down upon by others. The Dawson family is one of them. That guy’s father wants to move up the ranks, but my grandfather is in the way…”

Keira understood.

Old Mr. Sims’ delay in retiring was blocking other people’s paths.

Holly’s father’s refusal to take over the Special Division was probably due to this kind of situation—he was tired of all the intrigue and found it quite nice to be a forensic doctor.

The two stepped outside.

Holly then said, “You shouldn’t feel bad about it. We arrested Vera today, and my grandfather is very interested in the South family. That’s why he allowed me to help you like this. Can I record the information about the South family that you shared with me in the Special Division? We need to observe such a mysterious and prominent family.”Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

Keira nodded, “Of course.”

The issues with the South family weren’t just her concern alone.

Besides, she always felt the South family was too mysterious. Not content with uniting the five major families of Clance, they also wanted to form a matrimonial alliance with the Martin family. Their appetite seemed far too large, suggesting an underlying plot.

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Between the South family and Crera, she would unquestionably choose Crera.

After saying goodbye at the entrance to the Special Division, Holly had to return to work and interrogate Susan. Keira went to the parking lot where Lewis was waiting for her.

She looked back at the Special Division, noticing that it appeared from the outside like an ordinary small building, with “Special Affairs Office” inscribed on a modest signboard.

It seemed very low-key and mysterious.

Keira shook her head and got into the car.

As soon as she got in, Lewis asked, “Vera just walked out very arrogantly. What’s your plan now?”

Keira looked down and said, “Let’s do a DNA test tomorrow first.”

Lewis hesitated, “Are you sure about that?”

Keira replied, “It’s not about me. Old Mr. Martin seems to have decided that I’m his granddaughter. Since I don’t know who my maternal grandfather is, I might as well give it a try.”

Lewis’s eyes dimmed momentarily, a shadow flashing through them.

Keira noticed his change, “Did you think of something?”

Lewis turned to her, “I just have a vague feeling that you might really be old Mr. Martin’s granddaughter.”