Chapter 767
Mia Truman put down her phone.
She looked at Sebastian Truman.
Sebastian's expression was calm, his fingers lightly turning his prayer beads. He had clearly guessed the outcome.
Natalie Castillo rested her chin in her hand, smiling. "She ran away a long time ago, didn't she?"
Mia pressed her lips together. "The manager said she had a family emergency half a year ago and resigned to go back to her hometown." She paused, her voice dropping. "After I got together with Liam, I rarely went to that shop... I didn't know."
She handed the phone over. "Brother, I got her ID information. Can you help me check it?"
Sebastian didn't take it.
He looked at Mia.
His sister's eyes were clear, filled with confusion.
He glanced at Evelyn Ross and Natalie.
Evelyn's gaze was sharp, her lips pressed together. She had obviously seen through everything long ago.
Natalie tilted her head, her smile sweet, but a hint of cunning hid in her eyes.
Only Mia was truly in the dark.
Sebastian turned a prayer bead, speaking softly. "No need to check. The information is fake."
Mia was stunned. "Fake? But that's an ID card..."
She suddenly stopped.
The Truman family intellect finally clicked online.
Her eyes widened. "You mean the ID was forged? Then she... why did she hypnotize me? I had no grudge against her... And Liam, what's her relationship with Liam?"
Evelyn thought for a moment. "Perhaps we should ask Liam."
The other party had set up such an elaborate scheme.
Starting from three and a half years ago.
Hypnotizing Mia, making her obedient to Liam.
Was it really just for that "leave the hotel at exactly ten o'clock" prophecy?
Was the Sterling Family behind this?
Evelyn's eyes turned cold.
Regardless, at least now they could confirm the Sterling Family's prophecy was man-made.
This was a breakthrough.
Mia immediately nodded and beckoned to the manager nearby.
The manager hurried over, bowing respectfully. "Miss Truman."
"Where's Liam?"
"He's detained in the backyard, awaiting your instructions."
Mia stood up. "Lead the way."
The group walked through the bar's main hall toward the back door.
The bar was located on a commercial street. Behind it was a two-story street-facing villa with a small courtyard.
The manager pushed open a door.
Screams and pleas for mercy immediately poured out.
"Let me go... I didn't know she was the young miss..."
"I was wrong, I'll never dare again..."
Liam Cooper was curled up on the floor, groaning and clutching his stomach.
Chloe Raymond and the others knelt beside him, trembling.
Seeing Mia, they immediately kowtowed.
Mia waved her hand. "Let those three go."
Bodyguards stepped forward and untied Chloe and the others.
The three scrambled away, crawling and running.
Only Liam remained in the room.
Liam looked up, his face bruised and swollen.
He looked at Mia, his eyes pleading. "Mia... I love you, can you forgive me? Please stop torturing me... I know I was wrong..."
Mia crouched down, gripping his chin.
Her grip was firm.
Liam grimaced in pain.
Mia stared at him. "Want me to let you go? Fine. Answer a few questions for me."
"Okay, okay, ask anything!"
"I'm not asking about the past." Mia's voice was icy. "I'm only asking you, who are you working for? Why did you get close to me?"
Liam was taken aback. "I... I don't understand. I just knew you were rich, wanted to latch onto you... At first, I really wanted to have a proper relationship with you, get married... But later you were so obedient to me, I... I got carried away..."
He wasn't stupid.
If Mia had been difficult to handle, he would have obediently played the role of a kept man.
But this young miss was a romantic fool, indulging his every whim.
It fed his ambition.
What man wants to be a live-in son-in-law?
Chloe thought he was a rich heir, fawning and flattering him in front of him, making him feel on top of the world.
Mia frowned.
Evelyn suddenly spoke. "Then why did you make Mia come downstairs to find you at exactly fifty-five minutes past the hour at the hotel? Was that time instructed by someone?"
Liam's face changed.