Sir, Madam Dispeared Again After Divorce!
Chapter 380 Jane Turned Out To Be a

Scapegoat

"It's okay. You can ask her anything you want." Finn waved his hand and then closed his eyes to refresh himself.

Sydney thanked him. Then she patted Luke, who was standing behind her, "Push me closer to her."

Luke obliged and pushed her closer to Jane.

Sydney reached out and touched Jane's face and then whispered in her ear, her voice like a demon's moan, "Jane, tell me! Who is the most important person to you?" "My son." Jane answered slowly.

Sydney narrowed her eyes. "Your son? So you attacked Sydney for your son?" "I didn't attack Sydney," Jane said.

Sydney's eyes widened in surprise, "You didn't?"

Luke and Finn were also surprised.

At the police station, Jane had admitted that she had attacked Sydney, but why was she denying it now?

One could not tell a lie while she was under hypnosis.

So Jane had been lying at the police station.

"I didn't attack Sydney. It wasn't me. It was another woman." Jane said.

Sydney clenched her hand, "Who is she? Then why did you admit at the police station that you attacked Sydney?" "I don't know who she is. She didn't tell me her name. I only know what she looks like. She found me and told me that the red mole on Sydney's wrist was a threat to her identity, so she paid me to cut it off. So I could have money for my son's medical treatment. And I'm going to take the allegation for her." Jane's words startled everyone.

Luke sucked in a long breath of air, "My God, she's actually a scapegoat!"

Sydney was so enraged that her whole body was shaking.

The woman who really wanted to get her had made Jane a scapegoat, and the woman was still at large.

Would the woman behind it go after Sydney again?

"Why do you say that my mole threatens her identity? What is the secret of my mole?

Sydney asked, clenching her lower lip.

Jane replied, "I don't know. She didn't tell me. She only told me that it threatened her identity."

"No wonder she didn't answer the question at the police station, because she had no idea. " Luke rubbed his chin in confusion.

Sydney took a deep breath and asked again, "Then why did you tell the police that the woman who asked you to take the charge was the most important person to you?" "Because I wanted to protect my son. I didn't want the police to know I had a son. I said that to make you guys think I was

attacking Sydney for that woman's sake. I was misleading you all." Jane replied.

Luke sneered, "You're pretty smart."

"What happened to your son?" Sydney

asked again.

"My son has leukemia, so I need a lot of money for his treatment. The woman found me and told me she'd pay for my son's treatment if I took the allegation for her."

"So that's the true story." Luke sighed, "In order to get the money for her son's treatment, she couldn't give the woman away. She has to insist that she attacked you. Otherwise, once she reveals that she's just taking the allegation for that woman, she couldn't save her son, whether that woman gets caught by the police or not."

Sydney's eyes twinkled, "She's pathetic, but that doesn't mean she's not to blame."

"No." Luke nodded.

Sydney turned to Jane again, though she couldn't see. "Since you said you don't

know the woman's name but have only seen her, describe what she looks like."

As long as they knew what the woman looked like, especially her peculiar features, it would be easy for them to find the woman out.

Jane began to describe, "The woman has a similar height and weight to me. Her skin is brown. She isn't particularly pretty, but she was wearing fancy clothes. She looked rich."

"Fancy clothes? It seems she is not an ordinary woman." Luke concluded.

Sydney compressed her lips, "I need you to describe her features in detail."

'Not particularly pretty' was literally nothing at all.

There were too many 'not particularly pretty' women.

"Her features..." Jane frowned. She seemed to be trying to figure out how to describe the woman's face. After a few seconds, Jane continued, "She had thin lips and a big nose. Her eyes are beautiful and wide."

"Does she have any peculiar features? Like a mole on her face or something?"

"No."

Sydney was silent.

There were no obvious peculiar features on the face. It was difficult to find someone with such a description.

"If only we could get someone to draw a picture of the woman's face." Luke scratched his hair and said with a bit of frustration.

Sydney's eyes sparkled, "That's right! We can get a painter and have him draw a picture of the woman based on Jane's description. When the police go on an investigation, if they don't know what the suspect looks like, they'll draw the suspect out based on the victim's description."

Luke clapped his hands, "That's easy! I have an employee in my company who is good at drawing, especially portraits. I'll let him do the drawing. But we'll have to wait until tomorrow."

"OK. I'll hypnotize her again tomorrow." Finn interjected. The others didn't notice when Finn had woken up.

Sydney nodded, "OK, we'll wait until tomorrow then. Thanks for your help, Dr. James."

"It's okay. Please leave her with me." Finn glanced at Jane, without a hint of emotion in his eyes.

Sydney agreed, "Okay."

Then Luke wheeled Sydney away. They went back to the hospital.

It was time for them to go back to the hospital.

On their way back, Sydney's right hand was on her bandaged left wrist all the time. She was deep in thought.

Luke glanced at her through the corner of his eyes several times. Finally, he couldn't hold it and said, "Darling, don't think about it anymore. When we catch that woman, you'll know the secret of the mole on your wrist."

Sydney curled the corners of her mouth, "I know. I was just thinking I've had this mole for 26 years and I have never given it any attention. I can't believe there's a secret about it." "Speaking of it, I remember something strange." The expression on Luke's face turned weird.

Sydney couldn't see it, but she could sense it. And she asked curiously, "What's the strange thing?"

"It is also about this mole of yours." Luke turned the steering wheel. He recalled, "I'm four years older than you, and I saw you when you were a baby. And I remember very clearly the first time I saw you, you were five months old. My mom took me to your home. I was very curious about a baby, so I clung to the fence of your crib."

"What happened?" Sydney blinked her eyes.

"Then you grabbed my hand with your chubby little hands. You were so cute. But at that time, I didn't see a red mole on your wrist, not on either wrist." Luke narrated, his brow furrowed slightly. Sydney narrowed her eyes slightly, "What do you mean? No mole on my wrist?"

Luke nodded, "Yes, I'm pretty sure. I was four years old at the time. I remember it very well. The second time I saw you, you were six months old. By that time, you had a red mole on your wrist. And strangely enough, I found that you looked different from the first time I saw you. But I was a little boy then. I didn't pay much attention to it. Now that I think about it again, it seems to me that there's something secret we don't know."

A baby's look might change.

But a mole was something one was born with. If a baby was born without a mole, then she would not have one later. One wouldn't suddenly grow a mole. So it was pretty clear...

The baby Luke saw the first time and the baby he saw the second time were two different babies!