Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted

Darcie, seeing through his understanding, didn’t bother with pretense. She handed him a file. “I need you to find out everything about this man—where he goes, who he meets. I want every detail.”

Alijah opened the file, skimming through it. Something about the man’s face seemed familiar, though he couldn’t place where he’d seen him before. “Who is he?”

“He’s a new client, supposedly of Chinese descent from Country M. I’m verifying his background, but I need to know who he’s in contact with here. If he’s clean, he could help me expand our network in Country M.”

Doctors from Country M held significant status, their medical expertise highly regarded. Darcie saw potential in leveraging this connection to broaden her influence.

Meanwhile, across town, Paul Morant was lost in his thoughts as his taxi passed by Central Hospital. The city had changed so much, but the Caline billboard opposite the hospital remained, a stark reminder of the past. He gently touched his mutilated ring finger, the phantom sensation of a ring he no longer wore haunting him.

Paul recognized Aldor, who politely apologized for his mistake. Aldor then approached the taxi window,

away to compose herself before entering the room. Why was Paul here? Was he the

forced a smile as she

and invited Stella to sit, watching her closely. Stella, unsure

a Chinese descendant from Country M, looking to commission custom perfumes. Paul, pretending not to know Stella, greeted

in the perfume industry, subtly hinting

Darcie’s probing questions about his background, demonstrating his knowledge of Country M’s medical system. Stella quietly observed, her mind