lan snagged a tissue from the box nearby, wiping the trace of blood from his mouth corner.
Thinking about Maja and Eric doing God knows what, far away from Greenfield, probably mocking him
while they were at it, calling him a fool for being played by a woman, made his eyes water, and his
fingers clenched the edge of the desk.
His phone buzzed, a call from Jeff claiming he had located Pearson’s exact whereabouts.
“Boss, are you coming with us?” Jeff asked.
lan needed to do something to keep himself busy. He rose from his chair without hesitation, only to be
stopped by Judith tugging at his suit.
“I want to come too, and you did say you’ll consider me. Can I tag along? I promise I’ll keep my
distance and not bother you.”
lan didn’t reply, merely yanking his suit out of her grip.
Judith smiled at his reaction and followed him out quietly.
Down in the underground parking, Judith had initially wanted to sit in the passenger seat but
reconsidered and took the backseat instead.
“lan, you
don’t have to worry. I won’t push you. I’ve said that I would wait for you, so I won’t do anything that puts
you in a difficult position.”
Probably, Maja used to sit in the front seat.
A sliver of resentment flashed in Judith’s eyes. Once she had completely won over lan, she would
make Maja pay for what she had done.
She even imagined sending a wedding invitation to Maja, making her witness their happy ending.
Just the thought of it made her lips curl into a smile.
lan didn’t engage in conversation with her. Instead, he simply revved the engine.
Jeff had sent the exact location, and it was a bar on the outskirts of the city, not too far from
downtown.
The bar was a shady place, rumored to have been the setting for a vicious brawl a year ago that ended
with several fatalities.
It was not the most reputable establishment, but it was popular among the lower–class crowd, the
unemployed riffraff of Greenfield, and young girls who had taken to smoking and drinking way too early.
It was also frequented by blue–collar workers who found solace in the anonymity of the place.
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Although lan had never been there before, he had heard of the place.
Pulling his luxury car to a stop by the curb outside the bar, the unusual sight drew a few whistles from
the crowd.
But when they saw it was just a man stepping out, the interest quickly faded.
However, seeing Judith stepping out after lan seemed to pique their interest again.
Judith had never been to such a seedy place. She was the heiress of the Sanders family and used to
attending high society parties. Ordinary pubs and bars never caught her attention.
The smell of the place made her instinctively lean closer to lan
lan didn’t seem to mind her, and he just started walking toward the bar.
Judith didn’t seem disappointed. She merely raised her eyebrows and followed him inside.
As soon as they entered, the smell of cheap perfume mixed with strong alcohol hit her nostrils, making
her want to throw up. She never realized this was how the lower class lived.
Judith, born with a silver spoon in her mouth, had never witnessed such a scene before.
She held back the urge to vomit and tried to keep up with lan.
lan finally came to a stop in front of a drunk man.
That was Pearson.
Pearson was bragging about how he managed to get his hands on the money, a hefty sum
indeed.
The bystanders assumed he was drunk, as a man with that kind of money wouldn’t be caught
dead in this bar
Pearson was used to being controlled by Dennis, so he rarely showed his true feelings. He believed he
could live a comfortable life abroad if he could evade lan’s pursuit.
When Pearson finally noticed lan standing next to him, the drunken stupor quickly vanished.
In shock, he fell on his butt and tried to get up and leave, but lan’s laughter stopped him.
“I never thought you’d end up like this,” he said
Pearson had gone from heaven to hell in the past few months.
Once his friends learned about his downfall, they stopped hanging out with him. lan’s admirers started
making his life difficult, causing him to despise lan even more.
“lan, please, we’re cousins, Show me some mercy, and let me live. That amount of money is nothing to
you,” he pleaded.
When his eyes landed on Judith, his pupils dilated in surprise, and he crawled over to her.
“Ms. Sanders, it’s me, the one who has been writing you all those letters. I love you, Ms. Sanders.”
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