"Have you asked Daryl about it? What did he say?"
Trixie shook his head. "I didn't ask, and I didn't dare to ask," Trixie's voice choked.
Jessa patted her on the shoulder and comforted her. "Since you don't want to ask, then take some time to check. I have a private detective I know here. Although the price is high, we can definitely find out something..."
"Thank you, Jessa." Trixie smiled with a hint of self-mockery in her eyes. "I don't want two people to make too much trouble. I still want him to take the initiative to explain to me. Suppose it's really not possible. I'll find a private investigator."
Jessa opened her mouth and seemed to want to say something, but she swallowed it in her stomach after thinking about it and said, "That's okay, this is a matter for you and your husband, and I have nothing to say."
"But thank you still."