NovelEnglishChapter 401 On a cold winter morning, Daniel stood in the small garden which was still covered in frost. He watched as Evelyn left in a hurry, then fell into deep thought. Since she just went to play poker, why was she acting so strangely? Could it be... Did she know in advance that someone would frher? Or was she feeling guilty? After hesitating for a moment, Daniel picked up his phone and called his assistant. "Investigate Evelyn's recent whereabouts forand do it discreetly. It's best to start with those outside our usual circles.
"Investigate under your name. Don't let anyone know it'swho's looking into this. Hire an obscure private investigator. Pay him well and make sure he keeps quiet.
"I'm not afraid of her finding out. A clear conscience fears no accusations. If she's truly innocent, she can withstand the investigation, and I will apologize to her afterward.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Remember to report any progress toand no one else. No one in the Hamilton family can know about this but me." After hanging up, Daniel's expression returned to normal as he walked back to Clover Villa, looking relaxed. Daniel and Evelyn had left, and so had the maids. Inside the room, only Brad and Jean remained.
Brad was standing tall, his brows furrowed as he looked at Jean with an unfamiliar gaze. Meanwhile, Jean was tightly wrapped in a blanket, curled up in the corner of the bed, crying.
Jean started bawling as she yelled, "Brad, you've misunderstood me. I didn't mean it like that. You kept saying you were cold last night, and I was worried. That's why I held you while you slept. Don't let your father's words mislead you.
"My feelings for you are as clear as day. If it weren't for you saying you were cold, I wouldn't have done that. "A woman's reputation is so important. How could I not care about mine? But because it was you, I did what I did. You can't ignore my sincerity." At this point, Jean knew that saying more would be useless. She could only hope that Brad would have a sliver of pity for her considering their past relationship. Deep down, she wished he remembered a bit of her goodness and would grant her a little dignity.
Brad stood at the foot of the bed. He had one hand in his pocket as he looked at the beautiful yet pitiful Jean, unsure of what to say. Then et chandelier cast a bright light upon his face, yet it couldn't conceal the disappointment in his heart.
Standing rooted to the ground, his gaze was cold. He regarded the trembling Jean as his heart filled with desolation. After all, Jean was his first love.
Back when he was young, many children didn't want to play with him because of his heart condition. They isolated him and looked down on him-but not Jean.
Jean would stand by his side, enduring those cold stares. Together, they would stand in hidden corners, cursing at those who bullied them. Not once did she complain.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmJean had once been the light of hope in his life-like a guiding star in the dark of night. But now, she
seemed so distant. All their sweet memories of companionship and mutual understanding had vanished.
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Since when did Jean becsomeone who would schagainst him, too? Brad's heart ached at the Er thought of this. Once, he believed that their bond was deep and unshakable. Now, he realized that youthful love was fragile and so easily shattered.
Brad closed his eyes, trying to suppress the disappointment and pain in his heart. However, his thoughts drifted to Nadine.
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