With a burst of optimism, Holden thought he had at last found proof that he was, in fact, Theodore. He read on calmly, but the next instant, a furrow appeared on his brow.

In addition to Theodore's data, the file included historical information on the Anderson family.

However, an oddity surfaced within the section chronicling the Anderson family's past.

According to the file, Theodore's mother, Aimee, had fled and wedded into the Anderson family. Subsequently, she had given birth to a pair of twins with Darian.

Shortly thereafter, discord had brewed between Aimee and Darian, culminating in their divorce. After the split, Darian had adamantly refused to let Aimee go with both children to the Fredrick family.

She had only been allowed to take one.

Consequently, one twin had been brought to the Fredrick family, while the other, Theodore, remained with the Anderson family and had tragically perished in a car accident five years ago.

In essence, the identical resemblance between him and Theodore arose from their fraternal bond, and his biological father was none other than Darian.

Holden remained motionless, fixated on the document for an extended moment. After a while, he slowly typed into the message box. “Keep the investigation rolling. There's no need to have you around if you cannot find the real information."

Once the message was sent, Holden sneered.

Twins? It looked like a plausible explanation for their identical appearances and why everyone would mistake Holden for Theodore.

But even for identical twins, could their fingerprints be utterly identical?

Who were they trying to fool? If he hadn't stumbled upon that apartment, perhaps he could have bought into this story of the twins.

But now, he could assert with confidence that the previous occupants of that apartment were indeed Theodore and Ariana.

Zayden's ploys were too shallow for him!

Holden glanced at his phone, powered off the screen, and then pushed open the door.

Regardless of the investigation's outcome, from this moment forward, he was both Theodore and Holden. While not entirely convinced of his identity as Theodore, there was one thing he was steadfastly sure of-when it came to Ariana, he was resolute in not letting her go.

In the hospital room, Ariana slowly surfaced from her unconsciousness, grappling to peel open her eyelids as if wading through thick fog, her brain throbbing with confusion.

After a brief moment of mental reorientation, memories flooded back: the empty church, the anxious embrace of... Holden.

Yes, Holden. The one whose resemblance to Theodore was striking.