The Villainess's Heartthrob Script: I Can Talk to Animals

Chapter 368: Chapter 368: Can You Keep Auntie Company?

There were many ID photos that Lana Yardley had used over the years.

The face in each photo was slightly different.

Kyle Morgan scrolled with the mouse wheel, stopping on an ID photo from twenty years ago. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

When Sawyer saw the familiar face, her voice was filled with shock. "It’s her! It’s really her!"

Kyle Morgan was completely bewildered. "What’s going on? Sawyer, you know Lana Yardley?"

Half an hour later, the conference room was silent, save for the sound of heavy breathing.

Kyle Morgan and the others had worked with Sawyer for years, but none of them knew she had gone through something like this.

Sawyer tried to sound casual. "It’s been so many years. I’m fine now, really."

"How could you be fine?" Kyle Morgan’s eyes were a little red. "I feel like this is something you could never get over in a lifetime."

"Sawyer!" Zachary Conway walked up to her, his eyes full of heartache. "Can I give you a hug?"

He felt so bad for her; he couldn’t imagine how she had gotten through all these years.

At eight years old, she would have been old enough to remember many things.

How the adults must have blamed her when she got home...

Levi Hollis walked over as well. "Sawyer, you’ve been through so much. This wasn’t your fault."

The two men gently hugged Sawyer.

Seeing this, Kyle Morgan hurried over. "Sawyer, I want to give you some strength too!"

Renee Jennings was quite moved. A team this harmonious was truly a rare find.

Sawyer was moved as well. Usually so reserved, she burst into tears.

After her sister was taken by a strange woman, she was indeed blamed by everyone. They faulted her for not looking after her sister, asking why she wasn’t the one taken by the evil woman instead.

Although her parents didn’t blame her with too many words, they chose to leave her behind in their old hometown when they went away to work.

Later, they had a son. After that, no one brought up her sister anymore, but Sawyer could never find peace in her heart.

"Thank you," Sawyer choked out. "Really, thank you."

After her sister was snatched away, no one had ever comforted her like this.

She lived every day in deep self-blame.

"Sawyer, don’t worry. We’ll help look for your sister too," Kyle Morgan said with a serious expression.

Levi Hollis and Zachary Conway also nodded solemnly.

"Okay." Sawyer looked at them gratefully, though she knew it wouldn’t be easy. It was possible she would never find her sister in her lifetime.

Sixteen years had passed. She didn’t even know what her sister looked like now, or if she was still as chubby as she used to be...

***

Inside the interrogation room, Henry Stark scrutinized the woman opposite him, his deep, dark eyes glinting with severity.

"What is your relationship with the Kindred Care Center?"

Lana Yardley said coldly, "No relationship."

Henry Stark asked in a low voice, "Then why were you able to bring buyers in and out of the Kindred Care Center’s nursery at will?"

"I don’t know what you’re talking about." Lana Yardley, hands in cuffs, slammed them on the table. "On what grounds did you arrest me?"

"On what grounds?" Henry Stark scoffed. "You don’t know?"

Lana Yardley was expressionless. "How would I know?"

"Why was the Kindred Care Center giving babies sleeping pills?" Henry Stark asked.

"I don’t know anything. Stop asking me," Lana Yardley said.

Zachary Conway, who was sitting beside Henry Stark, stood up with a tablet in hand. He played a video for her, recorded by Kyle Morgan using a micro-camera hidden in a button.

"Lana Yardley, we have more than enough evidence. I suggest you confess and detail all your crimes. You might get a lighter sentence."

After watching the video, Lana Yardley’s face grew even paler, her expression turning ugly.

Her eyes were fixed on the screen as she gritted her teeth. "Damn it! God damn it!"

’I’ve been in this business for so many years, and this is the first time I’ve been hauled into a police station.’

Lana Yardley suddenly became agitated, lunging forward and slamming her head towards the tablet.

Zachary Conway pulled back just in time and returned to his seat.

Lana Yardley’s face was contorted with rage. "Don’t ask me! I’m not telling you anything!"

Henry Stark watched her for a moment, then stood up. "Fine. You have the right to remain silent."

’Most criminals say the same thing when they’re first brought in.’

He and Zachary Conway walked out of the interrogation room. Renee Jennings and Sawyer were standing right at the door.

"Henry, can we talk to her?" Renee Jennings asked.

Henry Stark already knew about Sawyer’s sister, so he nodded. "You can."

Renee Jennings and Sawyer pushed open the door and entered the interrogation room.

Lana Yardley was slumped over the table. Hearing the noise, she lifted her head and said impatiently, "Now what?"

Sawyer stared at her, hatred churning in her heart. Her hands, resting on her knees, clenched into tight fists.

Renee Jennings’s lips barely moved as she asked coolly, "Lana Yardley, on August 25th, sixteen years ago, did you go to Anlow?"

"Sixteen years ago? Anlow?" Lana Yardley frowned, seemingly pondering the question.

Renee Jennings continued, "At that time, there was a girl playing with her little sister. You deliberately approached them and offered them candy, right?"

Lana Yardley thought for a moment, then asked suspiciously, "Why are you asking about this?"

"You kept telling them how cute they were. You said you wanted to hold the little sister..." Sawyer’s voice trembled as she spoke. "They thought you were a good person, so they agreed..."

Lana Yardley looked at Sawyer, her brow furrowing deeper. "You..."

"Do you remember now?" Sawyer stared at her, her reddened eyes filled with resentment. "Lana Yardley, you stole my sister! You’ve harmed so many children! Don’t you have nightmares every night?"

Lana Yardley froze, unresponsive for a long time.

She remembered.

Anlow, two little girls...

"Where did you sell my sister?" Sawyer demanded frantically. "Give my sister back to me!"

Lana Yardley turned her head away, not daring to look at her.

Back then, she had just gotten into the business. That was also her first time.

She had wandered around Anlow for days, but she couldn’t muster the courage to act.

At the time, she was desperate for money.

But she couldn’t get over her own conscience. She kept hesitating, and her accomplice was constantly pressuring her. She was in agony, squatting by the roadside, crying helplessly.

"Ma’am! Ma’am!"

"Ma’am, what’s wrong?"

Two childish voices suddenly reached her ears.

Lana Yardley looked up and saw two little girls, one older, one younger, holding hands. Their hair was tied in two small pigtails.

"Ma’am, don’t cry."

"Don’t cry, don’t cry."

The two sweet, innocent little girls comforted her.

"Ma’am, are you lost?" the older girl asked her. "You can go to the village committee office. The adults there will help you."

"I..." Lana Yardley was about to speak when her accomplice, not far away, suddenly coughed.

She took the hint and said with a smile, "Little sister, I’m waiting for someone here."

"Oh, well, take your time waiting then, Ma’am." The girl nodded, glanced at the strange man on the motorcycle in the distance, and tugged her sister’s hand, ready to leave.

"Little sister, wait a minute." Lana Yardley called out to them. "Could you keep me company for a bit?"

Her accomplice, likely sensing the girl’s wariness, drove the motorcycle away to hide nearby.

Lana Yardley put on a gentle smile. "Little sisters, I’m so scared here all by myself. Can you help me?"