Regret Novel 38

Charlotte returned to her office and immediately noticed a message from

Jonathan.

Around four thirty that afternoon, she arrived at the Sleep Research Institute, where Jonathan was waiting.

It wasn’t until she stepped inside that she realized, with some surprise, this was the very institute named in the project proposal Tricia had given her.

Jonathan stood up to greet her, his trademark teasing never far away. “Charlotte, I was beginning to think you’d gotten lost. This place isn’t exactly huge, but it’s easy enough to get turned around.”

She took a seat on the couch, glancing around the room. “This place belongs to you?”

Jonathan poured her some tea. “Not really. I just have a stake in it. Why do you

ask?”

Charlotte shook her head and got straight to the point. “Did you really get those witness statements?”

“Of course.” Jonathan pulled a slip of paper from his pocket and placed it on the table in front of her. “Take a look.”

Charlotte unfolded the note.

The name “Howard” leapt out at her.

She felt the room sway for a moment.

Howard…

Evander?

she’d tried probing Evander about it that night. He hadn’t shown even the slightest hint

sure this is the name

someone with that kind of background.” He took a slow sip of tea, his gaze thoughtful. “Honestly, who else could

on the note,

Chapter 38

she drew a deep breath. “Thank you, Jonathan. Let me buy

“You said it. Don’t blame me if I

smile. “I’ll take

her downstairs, a small group approached from the other end

charcoal tailored suit with an old–world flair–refined, assured, the kind of presence that made you feel you’d seen him

But Charlotte had.

faltered as she recognized him

It was Evander,

pace, flanked by colleagues engaged in casual conversation. He responded occasionally, his

courteous.

eyes met hers, Evander’s expression didn’t change. He simply looked away,

at her side,

up. “Mr. Howard, aren’t you going to say hello to

shock, not expecting him

of Evander’s companions recognized Jonathan as a

nothing.

turning back with a cool, unreadable look. “I don’t believe Mr. Pembroke and I are close enough

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