Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 408: Being in Love Makes You Distracted

Raymond rubbed his temples.

"You called me here just for this?"

"Christopher went on a secret mission, and he's been gone for so many years now, but the higher-ups are still investigating all his movements, including your father. Your father hasn't been home for many years, and I heard he's also looking into your brother's past. So your brother must have left something very important, possibly in the hands of his girlfriend, who might not even be aware of its significance."

Raymond fell silent, dressed in a suit, his aura cold and sharp.

"Raymond, or think about what kind of girl Christopher would like. Let's screen them one by one in New York; it might be faster."

Raymond stepped forward to leave, and seeing his disinterest, Paul glanced at him.

"That information might reveal the cause of Christopher's death."

Raymond stiffened.

"I've checked. He didn't have any female contacts."

"So I plan to have these drafts scanned. At under twenty years old, if he was in love, he'd surely be distracted."

Raymond left with only one sentence.

"Let me know if you find anything."

With that, he walked out first.

Paul ordered the people around to take all the drafts from the two rooms for screening, confident that given time, he would find a female name connected to Christopher Montague. Paul's persistence in finding that thing was because their family was under the management of the higher-ups.

Whatever the higher-ups wanted done was naturally their responsibility.

death

getting into the car, Raymond held the steering wheel lightly and

saw a car stopped

were waiting for the traffic light, and that car had the window

rolled down his window, honking

sudden honk,

a moment, she felt dazed, as if she had seen that

the light;

remembered a line from the letter, "I've

tugged at

again, not pleased with her cold

came back to her senses and turned

a certain restaurant, clearly suggesting they eat

really want to go but didn't want to offend Raymond, so she parked her

stopped behind

was upscale, with screens separating each table for

chose a table and pushed the

Montague, what would you

the road, and she seemed to be in a bad mood,

to

Raymond frowned but

"Grandpa."

you having dinner

"Yes."

said she's very pleased with the gift you

had supposedly sent his wife in name;

woman wasn't worth his