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Chapter 160 87% Camilla's sharp scream, which was full of pain, echoed through the doorway. When Bennett pulled her away, she collapsed to the floor, her body completely drained, and she was still crying uncontrollably.

Calvin, who had been knocked to the side, looked at her lying on the floor and suddenly grabbed his chest. "Why... why does my heart hurt so much?" Quinlyn turned and saw Calvin's face covered in tears. It was the heart's power at work.

After a brief hesitation, Calvin took a step forward, extending his hand to Camilla. “Ma'am, please get up. Sitting on the floor like this isn't good for your back." His voice, still going through its changes, sounded a little deeper. The soft tone made everyone nearby look up at him in shock. Their eyes were full of disbelief.

"How... how do you know my back hurts?" Camilla's voice trembled as she shakily reached up to touch his face. "Are you... are you the kid?" Without thinking, Calvin took a step closer, letting her thin, rough hand rest on his cheek. He didn't mind that it was dirty or rough. Quinlyn responded quietly, "Yes. I'm Calvin Meyers. Nice to meet you.

His voice was calm, almost poetic, like someone who had spent their whole life reading books.

But those simple words made Camilla break down into tears again. "Gregory used to introduce himself like that, too. You're just like him. Why..." At that moment, Camilla and her husband felt the pain of losing their son all over again. Calvin, with his tone and expression só similar to Gregory's, stabbed right at their hearts.

Camilla's hand dropped to her side, and she held her head, not wanting to face it.

"Ma'am," Calvin said softly.

"Please don't say anything. I beg you," Camilla cried.

Calvin stood off to the side, not knowing what to do, and a strange sadness filled him. The pressure in his chest kept building, making it hard to breathe.

Just then, another figure cout of the hallway. A woman in a beige dress and high heels, elegant and poised, but walking slowly, as if each step weighed a ton.

Calvin opened his mouth, but the affectionate nicknhe wanted to say got stuck in his throat when he saw her pale face. He felt like he didn't deserve to call her by her name, not after taking someone else's heart.

Elsa walked over and quietly helped Camilla to her feet. She turned to Bennett and said, "I'll leave the rest to looking back, she turned and left. She didn't even glance at Calvin.

Without Meanwhile, Brent and Laura, their faces covered in blood, were frozen in place, still in shock.

They weren't bad people. They'd only done the surgery out of desperation. After being questioned by the victim's family, they felt guilty. Seeing Calvin's strange behavior only made them more nervous.

"Calvin, what's wrong? Don't scare me. You remember us, right? Calvin, answer me. I'm right here. Say something," Laura begged.

Calvin, who was usually easy-going and always listened to them, turned his head away this time, biting his lips tight and refusing to look at them.

1/3 Chapter 160 After Bennett took the main people inside for questioning, the two sides were separated. The results were on the same.

Calvin had no idea. It was all his parents' decision. The victim's family was determined to sue them for organ trafficking, a serious crime.

Douglas, unable to handle the pressure, wet himself and fainted on the spot.

That was when Brent and Laura realized just how serious things were. They desperately demanded to tee Calvin, bot he refused to meet with them.

In the police station lobby, Quinlyn watched Calvin sit there, motionless. “Are you going somewhere? We can give you a ride," she asked.

For the whole case, Calvin was the main reason why these things had happened, but he was also innocent.

As an outsider, Quinlyn didn't really have any reason to dislike him. In fact, seeing him sitting all alone made her feel a little sorry for him.

Calvin paused for a moment, his face losing the calm, gentle look it once had. After thinking for a bit, he asked, "I want to see where that person lived. Can you takethere?" It was clear who he meant.

Quinlyn nodded. She was curious too, wondering if being in the late man's hometown would help Calvin remember more. So, Jolie drove them straight to the airport. They boarded a private jet to another city. The plane was a gift from Stanley. bought with the money he made from the first ghe developed.

Once Stanley got the news, he quickly arranged for a driver to meet them when they landed.

After they got in the car and turned on their phones, Stanley called and said, "Maybe I should send two bodyguards?" "No need. We're just going to a school, not a battlefield," Jolie replied, laughing it off. "And if anything happens, I'm a black belt in Taekwondo. I can protect Quinlyn." But then Stanley let out a cold chuckle on the other end. "Jolie, you have no idea how easily Quinlyn can attract trouble. You don't want to take any chances." Jolie paused for a second and said, “Well, maybe we should get two more bodyguards." *** By the tthey reached the school, another car with bodyguards was trailing behind them.

Quinlyn got out of the car, looking totally innocent, and she politely greeted the bodyguards dressed in black.

The bodyguards of the Hill family, who were always on high alert because of Quinlyn, thought to themselves, Do not disturb.' I mode.

With no other option, Quinlyn walked to the front, just in case scrazy person crunning out with a a knife of something. She could stop it fast. After all, her habit of attracting trouble made her a little uncertain.

Calvin, completely oblivious to the situation, walked down the school hallway, casually pointing, at them classrooms as they passed. "I've seen those in my dreams. And the flowers, trees, and plants around here, they all feel really familiar." But he was sure this was his first there. Maybe it was the familiar surroundings, but his mood finally started to settle. He gathered his courage and asked, "Can I see his photo?" Quinlyn was about to pull out her phone when Jolie stopped her and said, "He was the top student here. His photo should be nu, 27 Mar Chapter 160 up in the Outstanding Students section. We'll see it when we go in." Quinlyn had never been to college, so she didn't know about these things, but she listened and didn't take out her phone Instead, she followed Jolie into the lobby of the teaching building, Sure enough, there was a huge glass wall on the left, covered with names and descriptions of top students from presise years.

Jolie didn't point out which one was Gregory, letting Calvin search for it himself. After scanning through dozens of phone. Calvin finally found it.

"Gregory Iverson," he said, staring at the man in the photo as if he were looking at another version of himself in a mire it felt strange, but also fitting.

Below the photo were details about Gregory's life and accomplishments-academic papers, top grades year after year fro place in a literary magazine competition, and first place in foreign language translation. It was a list full of achievements- impressive and definitely something to be proud of. "He's amazing, and he's really handsome, too, Calvin said. He thought he'd feel jealous, like looking at a rival but instead he felt pride and a little smugness.

Then again, all of those achievements belonged to the man who had once owned this heart. Now that they were ane, Calvin felt like he was Gregory.

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