Ex-wife, Please Come Back

Although "Generalist" is famous for his ingenuity, nobody knew his whereabouts.

There were even rumors that said that he was already dead. However, Thompson did not believe it. Besides, he believed that this man's talent was exceptional. If Thompson could persuade "Generalist" to work for him, the latter would certainly be of great help in the future.

Of course, that would only happen if "Generalist" was willing to join him. Sadly, Thompson could not find him anywhere.

To try his luck, Thompson left a message to the shop owner.

Honestly, he was actually doubting if the shop owner really knew "Generalist". As he would not be able to confirm it, he had to try anyway. After all, not everyone had the chance to know "Generalist".

As Thompson sat in the shop, he felt a little frustrated. He had tried asking the shop owner about the man's whereabouts, but the shop owner said that he never showed up again. Upon hearing it, a frown appeared on Thompson's face. It made sense, though.

Why would a person, who was proficient in hiding, would easily reveal his whereabouts?

The next second, Thompson's hope was rekindled. If a man was too easy to be found, then he certainly was not "Generalist".

On the other hand, he wondered why Jacob could have seen that person. Well, he had rather not think about it.

Seeing that the person whom Jonathan had been searching for got discovered by someone else was the last thing he wanted.

Besides, there was something terrible that he did not want to admit.

He saw a familiar man on the TV. Although it seemed that the man had aged, Thompson was sure that he did not see it wrong.

'Was he the boss of the underworld?' Thompson had to find "Generalist" and figure it out.

But since he could not, perhaps that person was hiding from him. After all, he had tried so hard and sent so many people to find "Generalist", but to no avail.

Just when Thompson was about to walk out of the shop, the owner stopped him.

"Wait! Sir, I suddenly remembered something."

as though it was helping him remember his lost memories. He had only had a few customers these past few days. He could not just let his customer at the moment go. After Thompson asked about a specific man, the owner

mentioned that he was going on a long trip. Since he liked the beef here, he said he wanted to take some with

scene of

then returned to his seat, and listened to what the shop

he say where he was going?" he asked suddenly, but

might never come back, though." The shop owner looked tensed when he spoke.

that "Generalist" would not come back

walked to the door, he sighed deeply and muttered that he

outside the window as though in a daze. It was rare for a person to suddenly say goodbye to him so solemnly. Not

several times, the shop owner missed

appreciating his hard work. This was enough to make him happy and

of "Generalist" was quite deep. Besides, the man always wore a

somewhere far and probably won't come back. It's a pity that he wouldn't be able to eat such delicious beef. He mentioned to me one time that he felt at home whenever he was here. He must've been happy since he

help but be nostalgic when he thought of that dear

Thompson remarked. He then fished out his wallet, took out a thick wad of cash from it,

thank you so much. It's sad that he isn't here, but I still want to thank

on the

of the door, the shop owner stopped him in his tracks. "Wait, sir. I told you that, not because I want money. I really appreciate your

walk out without even bothering to look back. "Who said that? Your information has helped me a lot. That's it. Keep the money. Maybe

he walked out of the shop and disappeared at

obtained was not very useful, he had had a rough idea about it. So now Jacob had no one's back. At the thought of this, Thompson felt

ecstatic that he could feel his body was trembling. The man he was afraid of

care about it. However, if the "Generalist" decided to

course, as much as he wanted to stir up trouble for Jacob, he would

owner stood by the door and heaved a sigh as he watched Thompson

farewell every day, even strangers who you might not see again for

because they know very well that they have no feelings for strangers.