Chapter 190

She just wished me a pleasant weekend?

What made her think I should have a pleasant weekend?

His long, slender fingers pressed against the pages of his book. His eyes were deep, and his expression thoughtful.

Gary walked inside with the boxes of medicine, sighing, “Ah, when you get old, you get sick for no reason.

The next morning.

Sherry and I hit the road at 7 a.m. For our safety, she’d recruited her brother–a sports school student on summer break–as our

escort.

I eyed the towering yet puppy–eyed teen and shot Sherry a look: Don’t you think we look like two rich ladies hiring a boytoy?

“Safety first!” she mouthed, reading my mind.

That was a fair point. We might be going into the mountains and countryside, and rural

investigations always carried risks. Though

young, Stuart’s broad shoulders radiated dependable energy.

“Fine.” I tossed Stuart the keys, sweetening the deal:“Pick any gift you want after this.”

Stuart’s handsome face flushed

Olivia. I’m really glad to

on, load the trunk. Drive carefully.” With that, she put on

me with my

from the market, had just driven in when he saw Olivia and a handsome young man chatting and laughing as they

car.

has a boyfriend? And he seems…

away before getting out of his own.

glanced up from his tablet as

15:22

the

crash?”

The steward dumped groceries, leaning in conspiratorially.“Do you

“What?!”

was shocked.“I don’t! When did this

happen?”

kept it

secret.”

had seen in the parking garage.“That young man is quite handsome, he looks like a college student, quite tall and delicate. He smiles shyly, and his eyes shine brightly when

type!” That explains why she doesn’t like Mr. Jones. It makes sense; she must have had enough of his mind games

choose a warm–hearted younger

happy. She’s not short of

money anyway.

sighed, and then, as if remembering something, he

Jones.”

a knowing look.

his mouth. If Mr. Jones knew about

dressed in a casual black suit. Among all colors,

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