Upon hearing her question, Estelle could not help biting her lower lip.

“No, no, no. Cristofer doesn’t know that he has a twin brother. Maybe the so-called telepathy doesn’t exist.”

Without saying anything, Estelle poked the lemon slice in the glass with a straw from time to time, and her mind was a mess.

Soon, Rebecca started a new topic.

“Estelle, Henry is not well. I went to the welfare house yesterday. The teacher there said that Henry often talked to himself against the wall at ...