Love’s Cunning Ruse ( Mr.Kieran And Julie )

Chapter 267

Mr. Nestor had mentioned that he had found the information on Lucian’s treatment, so Kieran was off to meet Mr. Nestor.

After some hesitation, Julie finally decided to pay a visit to the hospital without letting Amanda know. She rushed off, only to hear from Dr. Brice; “Fred just left with Zenith.”

“What did they say?” Julie asked,

Dr. Brice shook his head, a helpless look crossing his face, “They exchanged a few pleasantries, after which Fred invited Zenith for a meal, and they left.”

At the restaurant.

Fred was still finding it hard to believe that he was sitting opposite Zenith. Zenith ordered a steak and spaghetti, Fred’s favorite dish.

“Mr. Moore, have you been in Whispering Pines all these years?” Although Fred seemed older, he addressed Zenith with immense respect. Unlike what Harding’s investigations suggested, Zenith hardly seemed like Fred’s student. Instead, it seemed as if Zenith was the teacher.

Zenith looked up at Fred, “I had a reason to return. But why are you in Whispering Pines treating patients?”

Fred frowned, falling silent. His aged eyes carried an indescribable look.

“Is something wrong?” Zenith asked.

After a long pause, Fred finally spoke, “Emily has been kidnapped.”

“Was someone forcing you on the treatment that patient?” Zenith paused from pouring the wine, his gaze falling on Fred.

Fred sighed and decided to tell Zenith everything. He trusted Zenith.

He held Zenith’s hand, his voice shaky, “Everyone says you’re my prized student, but they don’t know that it was thanks to you that my thesis was published. If it wasn’t for that thesis, I wouldn’t be where I am today. Because of my greed for fame and fortune, I neglected Emily when she was young. Now, the same greed has led to her being kidnapped. I trust you, Mr. Moore, and now, you’re the only one who will listen to me.”

Fred continued, “The patient is related to Mr. Hernandez. She’s his wife’s sister. Mr. Hernandez is desperate for her to wake up. But they want me to ensure she never wakes up. I may not be a murderer, but this is very close. However, with Emily in their hands, I have no choice but to follow their instructions… I have done many things regret in my life, it seems God is not giving me a chance for redemption.”

Thelped you succeed, and you helped me hide. It was a deal, not a favor.” Zenith looked at Fred, his gaze steady, “I want you to use all your knowledge to wake the patient.”

Fred was shocked, puzzled. Why would Mr. Moore, who has no connection to the patient, involve himself in this?

must be thinking, Zenith said, “I will bring

and said, “I know Mr. Moore’s capabilities, but I fear you may be putting yourself

took Emily?” Zenith

wouldn’t be able to do anything. But to prevent Mr. Moore from acting rashly, he finally said, “The

Kyle.” Zenith interrupted

much? After all, S&J is a

heavens, why would I fear climbing to the heavens?”

He didn’t expect Julie to

left, Julie blocked

Julie had blocked his path,

Mr. Moore have another

smiled, neither confirming

the hospital, “Would Mr. Moore mind having a cup of

gesture, “It would be my honor to have coffee

how easy it was to get Zenith to agree.

Julie said apologetically, “Excuse me, Mr. Moore. I have to use the restroom. Could I trouble you

Zenith nodded.

around the corner, taking a while before she returned and resumed her seat

even initiate a conversation, Zenith took the lead, “I’ve heard about your sister’s condition from the professor. You’re overestimating me if

Mr. Moore, you knew we were searching for you at the golf course

in his seat, responded, “With Mr. Hernandez’s abilities, it wouldn’t be

today to see my sister’s condition?” Julie asked.

responded, “You might say that. But Ms. Abraham, you know I’m just Fred’s student, and since Fred is treating your sister, why go through all this effort to

around these questions and

Julie of Kieran, making her once again overlay the faces of Zenith and

now a businessman, primarily responsible for crisis management in major corporations, not a competent doctor. My job is to rescue big businesses, not patients. So, if you’re approaching me for this, please tell Mr. Hernandez not

of his coffee before standing up, putting on his coat, and giving Julie

sat in her place, watching Zenith leave, then