The Kiss that Sparked it All

Chatper 1314

Chapter 1314

Byran got Ida’s drift and was somewhat chuffed about her trust

him.

“Gotcha! Don’t sweat it. I’ll scoot back home to look after Ellinor right a

after lunch.”

Ida gave him a serious look and said, “Also, if possible, try to shield her from the outside world’s news.”

This threw Byran for a loop. “How am I supposed to do that? With the internet everywhere, how can I stop her from

getting news?”

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Ida adjusted her glasses. “Don’t worry about the internet stuff; just make sure no one with bad intentions spreads

rumors in front of her. And you, no matter what shocking stuff you hear, don’t tell her anything. Got it?”

Byran felt that Ida was acting off today. “Ida, what on earth is going on?”

“Nothing much, just remember what I told you!”

It wasn’t that she was trying to keep him in the dark on purpose; it was just that Byran was too young and

impulsive. Telling him might just add fuel to the fire.

Better safe than sorry by keeping him in the dark.

If he found out from someone else, then what she just told him could serve as a heads-up for him. Whether he

could keep his cool then would depend on whether he remembered what she said.

Ida stood up. “Let’s go! Time for grub! Isn’t that why you came to see me?”

Snapping back to reality, Byran stood up excitedly. “What are we having?”

Ida answered calmly, “We’ll grab something at the company canteen. After we eat, I’ll arrange a car to take you

home.”

Byran was a little disappointed upon hearing this. “Ah? I came all this way to see you, and we’re just going to the

canteen?”

“If you think you’re too good for

“It’s not that! I just think the cante Canteen, you can go home and eat.”

is too crowded for a private conversation. I just wanted to have a bit of alone time with you.”

Ida ignored his dramatics and made her way to the canteen.

Meanwhile, at the café underneath the Crescent Society building.

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Jacob looked across at Belinda, whose eyes were swollen like peaches. His heart ached for her. “Belinda, what

happened? Why are you crying?”

Belinda’s hands were cold as ice as she held onto a cup of coffee that a server had just brought over. Tears were

still streaming down her face as she choked out, “My uncle was murdered yesterday!”

Jacob was taken aback. “Mr. Blanchet? Who would dare hurt him? What the hell is going on?”

Belinda lifted her arm to wipe away her uncontrollable tears and her nose, trying to get her words out more

coherently.

“Yesterday, there was an explosion at an abandoned heavy industry factory in the suburbs. The police found my

uncle’s car there, along with a male body that they think might be my uncle’s.”

Jacob was shocked. He had seen the news about the explosion yesterday. It was a trending topic, but the identity of

the male corpse found at the scene hadn’t been revealed.