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 the

On it lay a

and her petite frame curled up

been battling leukemia for a year now. Her mother passed away a long time

frail figure, and a pang of sympathy made my chest tighten. "She must've entered the design competition for the

generous cash prizes to the top three

Eric. "Do you know why

dig into. We didn't find anything concrete.

a deep breath, and carefully

with me standing right beside her, she didn't stir. She must've been completely exhausted,

matter?" A weak voice

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

woke up on

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

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

the mention of that name. She instinctively moved before George, shielding him, her whole body tense