Jon told Titus Zane that so far, this was all the information they had managed to find about Nicole Zane’s origins and family circumstances. It was as if someone had deliberately erased her traces, leaving not a single clue.
Even whether she was single or, as Abigail Zimmerman had said, already married with children, was unknown.
However, during the secretive investigation, Jon vaguely sensed a mysterious force was also inquiring into everything about Nicole Zane, because the person who sold him the information had straightforwardly warned that it would be best not to delve into this Nicole Zane’s background to avoid getting burnt...
Such a warning further stoked Jon’s curiosity. What kind of background lay behind the young Nicole Zane, that led her to daringly choose the illegal and dangerous business of arms trafficking?
Lying in bed, Titus Zane stared blankly at a certain spot.
Clutching a photograph in his hand, he found his emotions difficult to calm.
At twenty years old, an age as beautiful as a flower, there were so many wonderful things she hadn’t done, but she had faded away too early...
The hand holding the photograph unconsciously tightened, and in his mind, the images that often appeared in his dreams resurfaced.
On the lawn, the girl sat playing with a ball made of petals, wearing a pink princess dress. Not far away, an easel stood on the lawn. Behind the easel, the woman with a brush also wore a pink dress, sitting on the grass. Her face was obscured by the easel, but her long hair flew freely in the wind...
The girl suddenly dropped the petal ball from her hands, got up from the ground, and started wobbling towards the painting woman with outstretched arms. The girl was unsteady on her feet, nearly falling several times. Her short hair was like that of a boy’s, yet she wore a pink butterfly bow hairband, indicating that her mother must have loved her dearly...
A murmur exploded in his heart and spilled from his lips, as tears welled up in Titus Zane’s closed eyes.
Sitting up in bed, Jon’s fair and handsome face looked slightly solemn. Reaching out, his bent finger touched Titus Zane’s cheek, gently wiping away the tear that slid down. There was a clue he hadn’t revealed to Titus Zane, as he was waiting to disclose it when the truth was fully unveiled.
Back then, Ariana Evans used to work at the hospital where Nicole Zane was rushed for emergency treatment...
Jon’s arrival in Banyan City was mysterious, and his departure hurried. Had it not been for the sumptuous breakfast on the table, Titus Zane wouldn’t dare to believe that he had actually been there.
Without saying goodbye, leaving a message, or even making a phone call, when Titus Zane woke up in the morning, Jon was already gone. In the not-so-large apartment, Titus Zane was left alone.
However, she had a feeling that when she was lonely and desperate in her sleep, there was a broad chest that provided her with support, warming her heart.
After breakfast, she collected her emotions and went to the company to work on time.
In the CEO’s office, she reported Wesley Foley’s schedule for the day and was ready to leave after the customary niceties.
Wesley, unlike his frivolous behavior yesterday, buried his head in front of the desk, his handsome face serious and stern, once again embodying the leader who is all about business.
Such a Wesley Foley reassured Titus Zane. If he had continued to act frivolously like yesterday, she really wouldn’t know how to face him.
Back in her own office, with no immediate work to handle, Titus Zane suddenly thought of calling her mother, Ariana Evans. She wanted to probe for some information from her, even a hint or trace would suffice.
Taking out her phone, she dialed the number. When the music stopped on the other end of the line, and she heard the phone being picked up, Titus Zane took a deep breath, adjusted her emotions, then spoke with a smile. Communicating over the phone with Ariana Evans had never been so difficult before.