Alice had come specially to watch this scene unfold.
Irene knew that chat history could not be used as evidence in court, so instead, she posted them online
to spark public dispute.
At the same time, Alice had contacted her with another number and convinced her to make a scene. (If I
had suffered injustice like this, my friends would definitely stick up for me! I’d show up in front of Lynch
Group Tower with a banner and humiliate this woman! ]
When she thought of this, Alice glanced at the group of people who had stormed up the stairs.
Irene was indeed a very useful pawn in her game. There was always use for people who did not know
how to think for themselves and blindly followed orders.
Alice sighed and gracefully strolled toward the front doors, her heels click-clacking on the pavement.
“Mrs. Lynch?“ All of a sudden, the security guard at the door raised his arm to stop her. “What a
coincidence. We meet again.“
Alice frowned and lifted her head to glance at the man.
The man before her was wearing a security guard’s uniform, but she did not recognize him. However,
she noticed the evil grin on his face and instinctively felt somewhat unsettled. “Who are you?“
“Who am I?“ Jason smirked and let out a cold chuckle. “Have you forgotten, Mrs. Lynch? We met six
years ago.“
Alice’s entire body stiffened. Six years ago? This man…knew Luna Gibson?
“I can’t remember.“ She gave Jason a once -over and said, “Can you give me a hint?“
“Bay Bridge. Do you remember, Mrs. Lynch?“ Jason gently whispered in her ear. “Mrs. Lynch, don’t you
remember…the last person you saw before you fell off the bridge?“
There was a menacing glint in his eyes.
Alice furrowed her brows. “I’m sorry. I don’t remember. “ She circled past him and strode into the building.
Jason stood at the door, watching her leave, and could not help curling his lips into a sneer.
It turned out this woman remembered nothing at all.
Despite having left the man behind, Alice could still feel his eyes on her. She furrowed her brows and
turned around to glance in the direction of the front door.
Jason was still standing there, staring at her, and he shot a sinister smirk when she noticed she was
looking at him.
Alice paused. How did Luna get to know someone lowly yet dangerous like him? It even seemed like
they were rivals somehow.
Alice surreptitiously took a photo of the security guard, then got into the elevator and gazed at the
picture, pondering the relationship between this man and Luna.
Try as she might, she could not figure it out.
Eventually, she could not stand it anymore and sent the photo to Aura, along with a message, (Do you
know this guy?]
(Didn’t I tell you not to contact me?] Aura replied somewhat impatiently, even before the photo was
successfully sent out.
After a moment, she finally received the photo and quickly typed a response, (Where did you meet him?
This man…]
Aura sneered on the other side of the phone and replied, (This man is probably Luna’s greatest fear.]
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