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When His Eyes Opened

Chapter 1222
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Chapter 1222

Avery shook her head: “I don’t have his whereabouts now and I don’t know where to find him. Shea is not

completely out of danger yet, so I’m still more worried about her. I’ll talk about her when she’s discharged from the

hospital.”

Wesley: “Can’t you log in to Elliot’s account? You can ask his friends.”

Avery: “Are you asking me to use his account to ask his friends?”

Wesley: “You can also use your own thoughts, Elliot is a living person and cannot disappear from this world out of

thin air. As long as you inquire more, you will definitely be able to find out about him.”

Avery: “Actually, there is no news of him like this, which is good news. If anything happens to him, it will definitely be

in the news. Now I can’t find any news about him, which means he is still alive.”

“You will comfort yourself.” Wesley smiled helplessly.

“I wanted to find him very much at first, and I was so anxious that I was going crazy. It turned out that even if I was

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so anxious, it was useless.” Avery had some problems with her body recently, and she kept insisting without telling

anyone. She couldn’t push herself too hard. Otherwise, if Elliot was not found, her body would collapse first.

“Even if you can’t find Elliot for the rest of your life, you still have to live your life the way you want.” Wesley patted

her on the shoulder, “Hayden is about to go on vacation, how did you arrange for the children?”

“Where do they use me? Arrangement.” Avery smiled, “Hayden’s study plan is arranged by his teacher. His teacher

has high hopes for him, wishing that he would devote himself to studying 24 hours a day. As for Layla, she’s with

Eric, I can’t do it at all. Be careful.”

“Do you miss Robert?” Wesley asked.

Avery pulled out a wry smile: “I’m most worried about him. There were so many people around him before. Now

everyone is not around him, I feel so pitiful.”

“He has to eat, play and sleep now and would be very happy. He’s not pitiful.”

“Listening to you, I feel much better.”

“Life is too short, there’s no need to worry all the time. Are you staying here for a while, or go home to rest? I’m

going to the police station now.” Wesley said .

“I’m here with Adrian for a while. He is relatively unfamiliar with this place and may be more cautious.”

“Okay.”

After Wesley left, Avery took Adrian’s hand and led him to familiarize himself with the environment here.

“This is my teacher’s house. I can perform surgery on you because he cultivated me.” Avery said, “There is a small

yard in the back. If you stay in the house and get bored, you can go to the yard to get some air. You just finished

the operation, and you can’t go to crowded places yet.”

“Okay.”

The police station.

Cole was very emotional and shouted loudly.

“Adrian is my uncle, how could I poison him? I didn’t put the pot of water there, someone framed me. The person

who framed me was Avery. Go and arrest Avery, I want to tell her Confrontation.”

After Wesley came over, Cole was even more excited.

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“Where’s Avery? Isn’t she afraid to confront me?”

Wesley walked up to him and said with a cold face, “Adrian is out of danger. Now I give you two choices, if you

refuse to admit it. You voted for the poison, so let’s file a lawsuit. We have sufficient evidence in our hands, which is

enough for you to go to jail in Bridgedale. The second choice is that you admit that you did it, because it didn’t

cause a catastrophe, Therefore, the punishment can be lightened.”

Cole felt dizzy. He feels like he’s been slapped hard.

“Cole, the laws of Bridgedale are different from those of Aryadelle. I suggest you weigh it carefully before making a

decision.” Wesley threatened in a low voice.

Cole gritted his teeth and swallowed it in his stomach.

This account, he recorded.

….

Aryadelle, weekend.

Ben Schaffer got up at ten o’clock in the morning and heard the sound of a kitchen knife chopping a chopping

board.

He strode over and saw Gwen wearing an apron, cooking in the kitchen.

“Gwen, what are you doing?” Ben Schaffer frowned, thinking he was hallucinating.