We looked over at the same time. A few moments passed and a young man appeared in our line of sight.

I knew him. He was the one who delivered the speech to Baldrick at the auction. He must be his assistant.

Though there were blind spots between the position of the bench and the direction he was in, he seemed to have already seen us. He came straight over and took out a business card.

"Mr. Roberts, Mr. Yeager invites you to meet at his house tomorrow."

He then respectfully put the business card in his hand on the stone table next to us and turned to leave.

Hendrix took the business card into his hand, skimming through its brief content. His expression was indifferent, and he seemed to be in a trance as if thinking about something.

Baldrick and Sebastian were on the same side; they both had something to do with the toxin in my body. If they wanted to talk about business, they wouldn't have waited until this very moment. This business card was just a cover-up.

"Is this that person's idea?" Johanne's was probably the one who wanted to meet Hendrix.

Hendrix nodded. "Yes."

"Are you going?" I asked.

pulled me up. "Let's head back to the

that there were no reporters

Evan drove us to the nearest mountaintop. When we arrived, Hendrix opened the door and got out.

the high hill we were on. When the car lights fell on Hendrix's body, the image of him surrounded by smoke

asked Evan quietly, "How long

said, "He hadn't been sleeping much. He could only sleep well when

heart sank and ached

enough to resolve twenty years of hatred and

enjoying an extravagant life. He

Hendrix's life. How could

had to suffer the torture within him day

have learned about

telling me that he was fine, that he was doing well and that I

these shallow words

sign that he could not conquer his emotions. However, as I was accustomed to his ability,

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