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Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 1353
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Chapter 1353 Why Did You Suspect Victor Everyone knew these two men had privileged backgrounds and their situation would entangle many others. No one dared take chances.

Alex was escorted to another vehicle while Raymond remained securely in the first one.

As the convoy navigated a hillside, a thick fog suddenly enveloped them, extending about three hundred feet ahead and precisely covering the area with the most winding turns. The vehicles cautiously cto a halt.

A gun pressed against Raymond's forehead. "Mr. Montague, I'm guessing your people created this fog," the officer said coldly. "Don't try anything clever. My gun doesn't discriminate." He secured Raymond's handcuffs to the vehicle's rail.

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Officers quickly surrounded the car, alert to the unusual fog and prepared to prevent any rescue attempt. The situation demanded their full attention-losing Raymond would be unacceptable.

Just as they reached peak vigilance, the officers began feeling dizzy. The sound of bodies hitting the floor echoed through the vehicle. Raymond glanced outside with casual interest as a power saw roared to life.

Someone cut through the window and severed the handcuffs. John appeared outside, searching the unconscious officers for keys. Finding them, he respectfully unlocked the remaining cuff.

"Are you alright, Mr. Montague?" John asked.

Raymond flexed his wrist and shook his head dismissively.

He exited the vehicle and headed toward Alex's car. Alex was groggy until a pungent smell jolted him awake. "Raymond?" Alex stared at the white fog and the unconscious officers, his heart racing. "If headquarters finds out about this, next tthey'll shoot you on sight," Alex warned.

"Tellnow, Alex-why did you suspect Victor?" Raymond pressed.

"Remember that tin the lounge when I joked about the mole on my nose? Someone suggested I read Victor's fortune, mentioning a tiny red birthmark near his earlobe that's barely visible. I remembered this later and tried to find that person to ask more questions, but he died in a drunk driving accident. I investigated and found nothing suspicious. I checked Victor's ear again—no birthmark. I figured the guy was just joking." The white smoke was making Alex lightheaded. Raymond's silence made him nervous.

"You don't actually suspect Victor, do you?" Alex asked anxiously.

"Stay here, Alex," Raymond said. "They'll investigate you, but with your clean background, they won't find anything. The Reed family will help you. I need to return to Vistalia." Alex grabbed Raymond's sleeve, his expression troubled. "Don't keepin the dark. You really think it's Victor?" "I don't want to suspect him," Raymond said. "But Alex, you've always been the most innocent among us. If even you suspected him once, whether he has an ulterior identity or not, he's definitely hiding something from us." "It's not him!" Alex insisted, following Raymond closely. "I can testify there's no birthmark. Paul's already gone can't we go back to how things were? Rescue Selena and stop all this turmoil, please?" Raymond's gaze fixed on Alex's collarbone, where a small healed cut was visible with something clearly embedded underneath.

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Without warning, Raymond drew a knife and thrust it toward Alex, who closed his eyes without even trying to dodge.

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Raymond precisely cut open the small scar, revealing a microchip the size of a small pea.

Alex's face drained of color as he stumbled backward. "What is that?"

Raymond crushed the device between his fingers. "Who's touched this area recently?" The realization hit Alex like lightning. He recalled drinking with Victor when a tree branch scratched him at the entrance, drawing blood. Victor had treated the wound. But how could he have been so careless? How could something be inserted under his skin without him feeling it? Though Alex remained silent, Raymond seemed to understand.

He discarded the listening device. "The latest technology, Raymond explained. These bugs can even be placed inside teeth."