Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 249 Finding Someone

The designer, who went by the name Rosalind, was shrouded in mystery. The phone number listed on her competition profile was unreachable, and the address didn't exist.

Tracking Rosalind down quickly was proving to be an impossible task.

After hanging up the phone, Eric asked casually, "Need my help?"

I looked up and met his bright, eager gaze and hesitated for a moment.

Eric chuckled as if he thought I was doubting his abilities. "What's this? You don't trust me? My connections aren't just for show, you know."

His confidence was so infectious that I couldn't help but laugh. Nodding, I shared everything I knew about Rosalind with him.

I could only hope he found something soon. Knowing Elsa, if she won an award in the competition, she'd use it to pressure our parents into letting her join the company.

Eric took me to a small hospital on the city's outskirts two days later.

Calling it a "hospital" was generous. It was more like an oversized clinic that was cramped and cluttered.

the dimly lit hallway and stopped near

corner. On it lay a frail-looking middle-aged man,

her head against the bed, and her petite frame curled up in exhaustion.

in the bed is her father, George. He's been battling leukemia for a year now.

figure, and a pang of sympathy made my chest tighten. "She must've entered

the top three winners. That

to Eric. "Do you know why she dropped out of the

into. We didn't find anything

took a deep breath, and carefully walked

stir. She must've been completely exhausted, and this was probably the only place where

A weak voice

after all. He had been watching silently but hadn't woken his daughter since I

Liliana woke up on

for a second. Then, as clarity returned to her eyes, her expression

explanation brief, cutting straight to the point. I wanted to know if

twisted into a scowl at the mention of that name. She instinctively moved before George, shielding