Chapter 1238 You&##x27;re Full of Ideas

"How's the result?"

Samuel also had a suspicion about Ysabel, but he didn't think deeply about it. Now that Nicole wanted
to investigate this matter. It was very likely that she wanted to do something about it.

Thinking of that his wife wanted to do something, Samuel naturally gave her full support.

His man hurriedly replied, "We took Ysabel's blood sample and compared it with that of Whitney's
parents. Ysabel is a child of the Dilles, and Mrs. Dille also said that they had a daughter when Whitney
was ten years old. But she was pronounced dead of suffocation just two days after birth. The hospital
also has the records of it."

"Suffocation? Two days after birth? Then why would there be Ysabel?"

According to the time, Ysabel was eighteen now, and Whitney died eight or nine years ago. If Ysabel
was born when Whitney was ten years old, the identity and age indeed fitted in.

Samuel frowned and thought for a moment before asking, "Who did Ysabel and Whitney look like?"

"Mr. Dille. They are all like their father."

Saying this, his subordinate handed Mr. Dille's photo to Samuel.

Samuel had seen Whitney before, but he was still stunned when he saw the photo.

Whitney was indeed very much like her father, and Ysabel looked very similar to her at first sight, but
upon closer inspection, their eyes were a little different.

Ysabel's eyes were like her mother's.



"Are you sure? Since Ysabel was pronounced dead of suffocation, why did he appear in the Pear
Garden abroad?"

Then his subordinates sent over the information in their hands.

"Our men have investigated. The doctors and nurses who delivered the baby were bribed, and they
told the Dilles that the child had suffocated and died. Because the new-born babies all looked the
same, they took a child who had truly suffocated to death as a substitute. At that time, Mr. and Mrs.
Dille were overwhelmed with grief and didn't even think about doing any tests. Moreover, no one would
have thought that someone in the big hospital would do such a thing. That was why it was over. Mrs.
Dille had also been depressed because of this matter for a long time. The whole family did not dare to
mention this child in front of her. As time went by, everyone forgot about it and no one mentioned it
again."

Samuel listened quietly, but his mind was racing.

"Did the bribed doctors and nurses tell us who was behind this?"

"Yes, but they said they didn't know her. She was an outsider, and she was in the business of human
trafficking. She wanted to cooperate with them. At that time, the woman gave them a lot of money, so
they were tempted. They wanted to make use of their job to sell some children, but the woman never
showed up again."

Samuel frowned slightly on the words.

"A woman?"

"Yes. They said it was a woman in her forties who asked them to do so. She had a foreign accent and
indeed looked like a human trafficker. Moreover, that woman said that she was doing foreign business.



As long as they gave the child to her, she would have a way to take the child abroad and sell the child.
She guaranteed that it would not implicate them, so they took the risk. "

Samuel's eyes turned cold.

It was an unforgivable crime to take advantage of a mother's weakness after giving birth to a child to
sell her child. There were actually medical personnel involved in such an unscrupulous business.

"Was Ysabel the only child who was taken away?"

"No. According to what they said, they sold seven or eight newborn babies in the week before and after
that. The reason why they remembered Ysabel so clearly was that even though the parents of those
seven or eight children were also heartbroken and sad, none of them were as grievous as Mrs. Dille.
Mrs. Dille was said to have almost crashed into the wall and wanted to die with the child, for the doctor
told her that the child had suffocated because she had stayed in her belly for too long. At that time,
Mrs. Dille had been in natural labor for four days without giving birth, and finally gave birth by
caesarean section. She had always blamed herself, thinking that her mistake had led to the child's
death, so she could not accept this fact. After that, Mrs. Dille suffered from severe depression. She
tried to suicide and self-mutilate every day. In order to take care of her, Mr. Dille did not have the time
to check the child who was said to have suffocated. This matter was missed."

Samuel became extremely furious.

He was also a father now, so he naturally knew how hard it was for a mother to conceive for ten
months. Once she gave birth, the child was sold like a merchandise, and she was even told that her
baby had suffocated. How could a mother bear this?

He couldn't help but think of the two children he had never met.

For a moment, Samuel's heart was filled with grievance.



"Investigate these doctors and nurses! No matter what means you use, you must find that human
trafficker for me. If the woman was already in prison, then forget it. If she gets away with it and
continues to do such a harmful thing, then break her arms and legs before throwing her in the police
station."

"Yes."

The subordinate nodded and walked out.

Nicole woke up at some time. She leaned against the door and looked at Samuel who looked decisive,
smiling slightly.

She knew that Samuel's nature was good.

As if realizing that someone was looking at him behind him, Samuel quickly turned around and met
Nicole's smiling eyes.

Her eyes were like spring breeze, making Samuel feel soft.

"Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

"If I sleep a little longer, I won't be able to see my man's decisive appearance."

Nicole smiled and walked down.

Samuel pulled her clothes to prevent her from catching a cold, and then said, "I didn't expect that it was
a human trafficker."

"Yes. I saw a piece of news a few days ago, saying that human traffickers are particularly rampant now.
Some medical personnel are also involved, which is indeed abhorrent. Moreover, Whitney's hometown
should be a small town. I don't know how the medical conditions there were, but the appearance of



such medical staff was truly frightening. Now that we know Ysabel is Whitney's younger sister, what
would you do? "

Nicole looked at Samuel, but Samuel shook his head and said, "I don't know. I've told you that Fill has
to make the decision himself. After all, this is his business. Even if Dennis wasn't killed by Ysabel, Fill's
injuries were still caused by Ysabel. Right now, our men are very angry. If we just forgive Ysabel like
this, I'm afraid we won't be able to convince them. Besides, Fill has been leading these men all these
years. I can't say anything about the friendship among them. So, I should wait until Fill wakes up."

"Will Fill wake up?"

Nicole was a little uncertain.

However, Samuel smiled and said, "Yes."

"Do you know anything? Or is Fill just pretending?"

Nicole looked at Samuel's smile and felt that he should know something.

However, Samuel shook his head and said, "I don't know, and Fill is not pretending. But Fill's feelings
for Whitney are real. As long as we think of the right way, he will wake up."

"You have a way?"

"Yes, but I need Ysabel's cooperation."

Seeing Samuel like this, Nicole could not help but smile and say, "You are full of ideas."

"You don't like it?"

As he spoke, Samuel's hands wrapped around Nicole's waist.



Nicole suddenly remembered the passionate sex they had not long ago, and she became a little afraid
for a moment.

"Darling, I was wrong."

Her voice was soft and trembling, but it was even more adorable.

Samuel really wanted to have sex immediately with this adorable woman, but he saw the exhaustion in
Nicole's eyes.

He suppressed his desire and said in a hoarse voice, "What's wrong with you? It's my fault. Alright, you
go find Ysabel. I'll go rest for a while."

"Alright."

Nicole knew that Samuel had let her go.

His so-called rest should be going back to his room to take a cold bath.

Nicole's smile was even happier.

Samuel shook his head and kissed her affectionately before turning around and returning to his
bedroom.

Nicole felt a lot of bubbles bubbling up in her heart, warm and especially sweet.

She walked to the door of Ysabel's room and knocked on it. Ysabel's weak voice came from inside.

"Come in."



Nicole pushed open the door and entered. She saw Ysabel leaning against the balcony of the French
window, half crouching, as if thinking about something.

She seemed to be indescribably lonely and desolate, which made Nicole feel a little ached for her for a
moment.

Nicole walked over and handed the information in her hand to Ysabel.

"What is it?"

Ysabel looked at Nicole and the information in her hands, puzzled.

"Take a look at your background."

Nicole didn't know how to tell her about her background.

Many traffickers bought children and cut off their hands and feet, making them beg on the streets and
using them to make money. For someone like Ysabel who had been trafficked abroad and was able to
survive until now, Nicole didn't know if she was lucky or unlucky.

However, if Ysabel was bought by an ordinary family, she wouldn't be a stupid killer and lose her first
love.

Nicole had some sympathy for Ysabel.

Could you ask a child who grew up in an assassin's organization to have a correct view of life and
values?

At the very least, Ysabel wasn't beyond remedy yet.

Ysabel looked at the information under Nicole's gaze. However, as Ysabel read more and more, her
expression changed. In the end, she couldn't help but cry.



"Is this true? Is Whitney really my sister?"

"Yes, look at these photos. These are all photos of your sister. You can see that you two look alike
except for those eyes. Your eyes are like your mother's while your sister's eyes are like your father's."

Nicole's words made Ysabel choke with tears.

When Fill told her about Whitney, she did not fell anything, but when she learned that Whitney was her
sister, that sorrow and unhappiness appeared.

Perhaps this was the wonder of bloodline.

"My sister is a soldier? Is she a martyr?"

"Yes, your sister Whitney is a martyr, a hero and the pride of the people. Although she only lived for
over twenty years, her whole life will be memorized and her name will be recorded forever on the
Monument of Heroes."

Hearing Nicole's words, Ysabel shook her head and cried. "But she was so young. She left just like that
and would never come back."

That boundless grief suddenly filled the entire room, and for a moment, it was so oppressive that she
couldn't breathe.


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