You, Me And Our Genus Twins

"Great!" Amy nodded happily. "I can guarantee that no employee apartment in Dusktown is more luxurious than our law firm.
Everyone's room is as fine as a five-star presidential suite!"
Madeline smiled and felt heart-warming. "It's all thanks to Sebastian. He is the one in charge of planning this out."
"He is such an incredible person. Not only is he rich and handsome, but he is also a good husband and father figure to you and
the children. He's simply incredible!" Amy said sincerely.
In comparison with Sebastian, Noah was even worse! Noah always thought highly of himself, considering himself a prodigy, and
kept looking down on others. Yet, compared to Sebastian, he was nothing but mere dust!
Sebastian was superior in every aspect. Although he wasn't the friendly type, the noble aura that emanated from him made
people feel inferior and respect him. It was different from Noah's arrogant and dismissive attitude!
Noah was nothing compared to Sebastian, yet he was more problematic than the latter.
In short, Amy was glad that she had broken up with Noah!
Madeline felt delighted. Just as she was about to say something, her phone rang.
It was a call from Martin. "We have work to do, Madeline."
"Work?" Madeline's spirits lifted. "Is it at the law firm?"
"Yes," Martin replied. "I'm in the reception room with the client."
"I'll be right there!" Madeline hung up the phone and got up, feeling excited.
After all, their law firm finally had a client who came to them proactively!
This was a good sign. As long as they could successfully fulfill the client's request, their law firm's reputation would grow as time

passed. At that moment, they would have countless business opportunities in the future. Only by taking action could the law firm
thrive!
"Can I tag along, Maddie?" Amy asked eagerly.
Madeline smiled and nodded. "Of course."
Then, the duo went to the reception room together.
On the other hand, in the reception room, a middle-aged man was sitting there with Martin.
The middle-aged man was tall and handsome. He emitted an intimidating aura, looking like someone from a high position.
Madeline approached him and exchanged a few words of greeting before introducing herself. "I'm Madeline Taylor, the person in
charge of the law firm. If you have any requests, you can tell me about it."
"Thank you," Dylan replied. "I want to entrust you to find someone for me."
Madeline asked, "Whom are you looking for? Do you have any specific characteristics?"
"My son..." replied Dylan. "I don't know what characteristics he has, though. He went missing at a very young age..."
Madeline was taken aback. "How old is he now? Where did he go missing? Do you have any clues?"
"He is twenty-six years old and went missing in Dusktown." Dylan shook his head. "I don't have any more clues..."
Madeline pondered momentarily and said, "If that's the case, it's like finding a needle in a haystack. We can only promise you
that we will do our best to find him, but the chances of finding him are low."
After all, too many children went missing every year. Madeline's master's son had been missing for years, and her master had
tried everything to find him, but to no avail. Thus, if Dylan had no valuable clues, she felt the hope of finding his son was slim.

"It's not like there are no clues at all..." Dylan hesitated.
"Please rest assured, Mr. Hahn. Our law firm's top principle is to keep our client's information confidential," Madeline assured
him, knowing what he was concerned about. "Mr. Hahn, I can guarantee that everything you say today in our law firm will stay
between us. No one other than those presented here will know. This is our professional ethics, so you don't have to worry about
it." She paused. "If you want to find your son, tell us everything. Provide as many clues as possible. Only then do we have a
chance to help you find your son."
Dylan hesitated momentarily and sighed. "Okay, I'll tell you... To be honest, my son didn't go missing. He was given away by my
mother..."
"Given away?" Madeline was surprised. "If your mother gave your son away, can't you just ask her about his whereabouts?"
"It's not that easy." Dylan smiled bitterly. "On the day my son was born, my father passed away. My mother and wife didn't get
along well. Thus, she blamed my son for my father's death, saying he was a jinx. She secretly gave my son to someone else
without telling me... When I finished dealing with my father's funeral and went to look for my son, he was long gone..."
Hearing his words, Madeline was speechless. In her line of work, she had seen many weird things, but this was the first time she
encountered a grandmother giving away her own grandson. Yet, it wasn't surprising. After all, many elderly people were
superstitious. Plus, Dylan's mother and wife were in a bad relationship. Thus, it was possible for Dylan's mother to do something
heartless like this.
Dylan couldn't face Madeline and looked down at the table in embarrassment. "After dealing with my father's funeral, I begged
my mother to tell me my son was after I found out he was gone. However, she refused to say anything..."
Martin couldn't help but interrupt. "So you just gave up after she refused to say anything? That's your own flesh and blood!"
"Of course, I didn't give up," said Dylan. "I used all the resources I had to search for him..."
"There's no point in that," said Martin. "Even if you have thousands of connections, it's still not as effective as your mother telling
the truth. You should have asked her about your son's whereabouts."

Dylan smiled bitterly and said, "I understand your point of view, but I can't do it. My mother was very dependent on my father.
After my father passed away, she wanted to die too. When I asked my mother about my son's whereabouts, she threatened to
commit suicide. She cut her wrist. If I hadn't discovered it early, she would have died too... There's nothing I can do."
Martin said, "If she threatens to commit suicide, you can do the same thing! If she cares about you, she will tell you where your
son is."
Dylan was stunned by his words.
This was a good idea, but Dylan hadn't thought about it then. At that moment, he regretted his decisions and thought, If I had
used this method back then, would I have found my son long ago?
In the meantime, Madeline shook her head at Martin.
Martin smiled at her and stopped talking.
He loathed Dylan. He doubted that the latter didn't think about such a possibility. In fact, he believed that Dylan had given up
finding his son for his mother's sake. After all, his mother and son couldn't get along well. Thus, if he had found his son back, his
mother would cause trouble. That was why Dylan gave up on searching for his son.
Yet, why did Dylan want to find his son after he had given up back then?
Madeline asked the question. "May I ask if your mother is still alive? Does she know that you are looking for your son? Did she
agree to help you to find him? If she agrees, perhaps we can use her as a breakthrough. She sent your son away, so we might
be able to get some clues from her."