A Key Figure
Without a word, Gloria went straight toward his car.
Jonathan strode to catch up. The gentle smile never left his handsome face, and those women couldn’t
tear their eyes away.
“When I saw him on TV, I found him cute but thought it might be the result of postproduction. Now, ah, I
can’t take it anymore!”
“He’s so hot!”
Under people’s gaze, Jonathan stepped forward and opened the car door for Gloria. She got in without
saying anything
Jonathan followed her to get in, and the car soon sped away.
Some spectators recorded their intimacy and the scene when they got in the same car.
In a word, that was a display of affection.
Jonathan and Gloria were not displaying it.
The crowd did it on their behalf.
Soon, relevant tweets appeared.
Jordy had learned about it.His face couldn’t be more livid.
On Twitter, he read about how Jonathan had approached Gloria, grabbed her hand, and whispered in
her ear.
In an instant, the air about him turned so cold that someone at the end of the corridor felt a chill. The
man looked up, saw Jordy ahead of him, and turned away.
Gloria and Jonathan arrived at the box of a restaurant.
They ordered the dishes.
Only the two of them were left in the room. Jonathan was sitting across from Gloria. The tenderness in
his smile and eyes was captivating.
She turned a blind eye to it and measured him with inquiring eyes. “Can you tell me now?”
Although she was busy, she hadn’t given up on investigating her father’s death. Unfortunately, the
approach of Claude and his family was so secretive that she hadn’t collected much evidence.
She had to piece the traces together.
When Jonathan said he had found out something, she didn’t care if it was solid. Any information would
be beneficial.
“I didn’t mean to keep you in suspense, but you were in bad shape in the car,” Jonathan replied with a
smile.
Gloria nodded, knowing that Jonathan was not intentional. He was unreliable only when it came to
certain things.
Whether he was up to something was not her concern. Things about her father came first.
Without further ado, Jonathan sent her a file.
“Take a look.”
Gloria held up her phone, logged onto WhatsApp, and opened the file at once.
She skimmed through the content in a few minutes.
Jonathan curled his lips and said, “Noticed it? A key figure here.”
This file was the record of a conversation between two people.
One of them was a key person.
She had met him before. The latter used to do her a favor.
Gloria furrowed her brows and pursed her lips. She should have thought of him earlier.
Back then, she didn’t know that the man had been so close to her father.
Jonathan smiled and said, “This guy is a bit eccentric. I bet you’ve heard things about him.”
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