The Rabbit Girl Who Shook the Walker Family Chapter 18

The Rabbit Girl Who Shook the Walker Family Chapter 18

There was no expression on his face. Lily leaned 

over to look. She could not recognize the words. 

She only saw a bit of pale pink showing through 

from the corner of the back of the paper. She 

pointed with her little finger. 

“Lucas.” 

“There’s a little rabbit here.” 

Ethan enlarged the image at once. On the back of 

the document, there was a faint trace of a rabbit 

sticker. 

Aunt Grace said, “The things Emma marked with 

little rabbits were not meant for bad people to 

see.” 

Ethan turned to Lucas. 

“Where is the original?” 

Lucas fastened his cuff link. 

“Tell her to bring it.” 

Old Mr. Walker gripped his cane, his voice sinking. 

“This time, I will look at it myself.” 

When Rachel brought the statement to the estate, night had already fallen. She did not bring Sophie. 

She only brought a lawyer. John followed beside her, his expression ugly. In the living room, Old Mr. Walker, Lucas, and Ethan were all present. Lily sat in a small chair beside Lucas. 

She held the stuffed rabbit in her arms. The 

stuffed rabbit’s belly had been repaired. The little yellow hat had been set aside. Rachel placed the document on the table. 

“Dad, I don’t want to take this too far.” 

“But this statement was signed by Lucas himself.” 

“Black and white. He gave up custody back then.” 

“Emma took the child and left. We didn’t force her.” 

The lawyer pushed the document forward. Ethan 

did not touch it immediately. He put on gloves. 

First, he took photos. Then he numbered it. Rachel 

grew irritated watching him. 

“Ethan, stop treating this like a court case.” 

“This is a family matter.” 

Ethan looked down and examined the paper. 

“From the moment you forged the transfer, it 

stopped being a family matter.” 

Rachel’s face turned green. Lucas picked up the 

document. The signature did look like his. The 

stroke, the connected letters, the signing habit. All 

of it looked like him. Old Mr. Walker glanced at it, 

brows locked. 

“Lucas?” 

Lucas said, “I never signed it.” 

John sneered. 

“Who would admit signing something like that?” 

“Lucas, it wouldn’t be strange if you didn’t want 

this child back then.” 

Lily looked up at Lucas. She did not cry. She only 

gripped the rabbit’s ear tighter. Lucas put down 

the statement. 

“Check it.” 

Ethan had already begun. 

“The paper number belongs to Walker Holdings‘ 

internal legal file paper from three years ago.” 

“But this batch of paper didn’t enter storage until 

September three years ago.” 

Rachel’s expression changed slightly. Ethan. 

flipped to the second page. 

“The date on the statement is August twentieth.” 

“The paper entered storage in September. It 

couldn’t have been signed in August.” 

The lawyer’s face changed too. 

Rachel said at once, “Then it may have been a 

reprinted copy.” 

Ethan nodded. 

“Fine.” 

“Then we look at the signature.” 

He placed the document under the scanner. A 

magnified signature quickly appeared on the 

screen. Lucas’s name was enlarged dozens of 

times. Ethan pulled up another file. 

“On August twentieth, Lucas was in Switzerland.” 

“Here are the hospital records.” 

“His old racing injury became infected. He had a 

high fever, and his right hand was on an IV.” 

He switched the image. 

“This is the overseas authorization document he 

signed that day.” 

“It was signed with his left hand.” 

“But your custody waiver has a right–handed 

signature.” 

Rachel’s lips lost all color. Sweat appeared on 

John’s forehead. 

“That only proves he signed it later.” 

Ethan looked up. 

“If he signed it later, there would be authorization 

records.” 

“There are none.” 

Silence settled over the living room. Lily did not understand any of it. She only stared at the rabbit mark on the back of the paper. She gently tugged 

Lucas’s sleeve. 

“Lucas.” 

Lucas looked down. 

“What is it?” 

Lily pointed at the paper. 

“Mommy’s little rabbit isn’t here.” 

Ethan looked at her. 

“What do you mean?” 

Lily hugged the stuffed rabbit and explained carefully, “When Mommy put little rabbits on paper, she always put them behind the words.” 

“She said that way the little rabbit could watch the 

important words.” 

She pointed to the corner on the back of the 

statement. 

“This one is stuck on an empty place.” 

“Mommy wouldn’t do that.” 

Ethan picked up the paper and held it against the 

light. The residual glue from the rabbit sticker was 

on the lower right corner of the back. The 

corresponding area on the front had no words. He 

turned to Aunt Grace at once. Aunt Grace had also 

been called over. She walked closer and looked. 

“Yes.” 

“Emma had a habit when sticking things.” 

“She would stick it behind that line of words.” 

“She said she was afraid she would forget later. If 

she flipped it over, she would know which 

sentence was important.” 

Ethan turned the paper back to the front. The 

residual glue matched a blank space. But below 

the final paragraph of the statement, there was a faint cutting mark. He picked up a magnifying 

glass. 

“This page was trimmed.” 

Lucas turned to Rachel. Rachel stepped back. 

Ethan continued, “The original sticker position. 

should correspond to another line of text.” 

“Someone cut away the original text and left the 

adhesive on the back.”