Jacob wanted to know what Alice had been doing while she was abroad. He had been so busy lately
that he had almost forgotten about her.
After informing his assistant, he rushed out of the company.
However, he felt particularly exhausted.
Perhaps it was because he had grown older, or perhaps it was the series of unfortunate events that
had happened to him recently that made him feel so. He used to be a young and vigorous man, but
now, he looked different. He seemed a lot more mature than he once used to be.
"Let's go to the Grand Square," Jacob ordered the driver as he got into the car.
Ever since Michael died, Jacob had begun to understand that he did not have to do everything on his
own. Hence, he decided to hire a driver so that he would not have to drive around on his own.
As he thought about Alice, a strange sense of apprehension clouded his heart. In fact, there was no
reason for him to think about her, but since his interest had been piqued, he could not keep his curiosity
contained.
He was the kind of person who would always seek out the truth.
However, he could not understand the reason his heart longed for the truth, even though it was
unnecessary.
He narrowed his eyes and waited till they reached the destination. But then, he could not help but feel
nervous.
He felt as though he had lost many good things in life, including some of the most treasured memories
that he once used to smile upon.
No one knew what Alice had been doing in the four years that she stayed abroad. Although he would
know everything in due time, he still felt nervous.
If he learned something that was beyond his imagination, then his cherished memories would
disappear into thin air. He felt as though he was betting on something, suspicious and worried.
With a blank expression, Jacob stared out of the car window. How many people's joy and sorrow was
the city carrying? Even though he did not know the answer to that, he had always felt that the city was
strong beyond his imagination.
However, regardless of how miserable its inhabitants felt, a city could never express it. There were so
many people in the world, but no one really knew what they were after.
Jacob leaned against the seat and nestled his head on his hands. He used to hate sitting like that, but
now, he found the position comfortable. He felt as though he could compare the past to the present
endlessly.
However, he could not put a finger on how things had begun to change for him.
Once they arrived at the Grand Square, Jacob got out of the car and stood at the entrance, staring at
the place.
He looked around, but could not find "Generalist" anywhere. That moment, someone touched his
shoulder. He turned around and found that it was "Generalist".
"It has been a while since we met," Jacob said in a soft voice. He was not sure if he was doing the right
thing by meeting him.
"Yes, it has. There is a nice restaurant right there, so why don't we go there and talk?" "Generalist"
replied, pointing at the restaurant which was across them.
Jacob looked towards the restaurant and felt that it was indeed a decent looking place. He followed the
detective into the restaurant.
"What about the thing I asked you to investigate? Have you found anything?" Jacob asked with an
eager look.
"Yes, I have... But let's eat first, and then we can discuss all about your issue." As he spoke, the
detective took out a large folder of documents from his bag.
"By the way, how's the jewelry store doing?" Jacob remembered that Thompson had been missing for
quite a while. He thought that he must have gotten into some troubles with the store.
He was more concerned about the sort of troubles that Thompson had been facing. Although he was
also having issues, he knew that Thompson would be dealing with his own fair share of issues.
"Everything has been planned perfectly, and don't worry, no one will know about it." The detective gave
a reassuring smile. He seldom made mistakes in his work, and even if he did, he always found a way to
rectify it.
"That's good, thank you." Saying that, Jacob reached for the wine bottle. Drinking had become a
customary part of his meeting with the detective.
"I heard about your father's death. And I want to remind you that your cousin is not a simple man... You
need to be careful with him." Although the detective looked expressionless, he was speaking the truth.
"I know... I am not going to take him so lightly ever again," Jacob replied, pouring himself some wine,
before he poured some for the detective.
After that, they talked about insignificant things for a while. However, Jacob was very determined about
his purpose. He wanted to protect himself as well as those around him.
"Don't mention this to my uncle." Saying that, Jacob picked up his chopsticks and grabbed a chunk of
meat from the plate in front of him.
"Yes, I understand." The detective looked at him with a serious expression.
"I don't want him to worry about me. I will talk to him about this when I need to," Jacob said, raising his
eyebrows. He thought that it was unimportant to let James know about those things.
After saying goodbye, Jacob put on his coat and left. Even though it was the spring season, it was still
rather cold. As Jacob headed home, he wondered what Sara might be doing.
After thinking for a while, he felt that it would be inappropriate for him to marry her again under the
circumstances. His father had just passed away, so although he did not want to stay single for too long,
it was not the right time for him to marry her.
Since they were not officially married, Sara would not be able to live with him, and that annoyed him.
Moreover, Jacob found it a challenge to propose the idea of marrying Sara to Carlos one more time.
However, he was already neck-deep in trouble and figured that it was probably for the best if he did not
rush the wedding for a while.
He did not know before that it was pointless to worry, but now, he was smarter.
Once he was back at the company, Jacob threw the documents on the desk and reclined on his seat.
He hesitated for a while, thinking that the beautiful memories of his past would stay pleasant if he
chose not to look at the papers.
However, the memories could shatter into nothing if he did. The thing he feared the most was his
judgment to have been wrong all along.
After a while, he picked up the documents. He knew that it was impossible to change the truth, so he
decided to face it instead.
Jacob opened the folder and read each page thoroughly. The more he read, the more his heart
shattered. Alice had dated eight men while she was abroad.
She must have dated two men every year. Moreover, it was stated that the report was incomplete. That
must mean that she had dated a few more men whose names were not mentioned in the records.
Jacob felt his heart weighing him down, as though someone was throwing rocks into it. Thinking of the
past, he felt disgusted.
There was more in the document, but he could not bear to read it. The moment he learned that Alice
was not as loyal to him as she had claimed to be, he lost all interest.
He held his head between his palms and rubbed his temples. A throbbing pain pulsated trough his
head. He could not help but rest his elbows on the armrest. He felt as though his head was about to
explode.
Had he really hurt Sara because of his love for a woman like Alice? He had been in love with Alice
during those four years.
How could she turn out to be such a terrible person? He had truly loved her, but she had betrayed him.
His heart could not take it any longer.
A sudden wave of anger crashed through his heart as he called his assistant, Cindy.
"How has Alice been doing lately?" Jacob's tone was indifferent. At first, he had planned to bring her
back from abroad once everything had settled down, but now, he felt that there was no need to do so.
He did not care whether she lived or died. If he had known about her before, he would have
investigated her the first time she came back.
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