The driver was surprised. “Do you know each other?” he asked.

Aldor didn’t say anything, just smiled at the other man.

Paul replied lightly, “No, drive.”

Aldor didn’t get angry and continued, “Our boss wants to ask you about someone—Dr. Dillon, who worked at City Center Hospital 26 years ago. Do you know him?”

Paul’s fingers suddenly tightened, and he looked at Aldor fiercely. The latter still appeared gentle and polite, without any aggression.

Paul tightened his jaw and spoke after a few seconds, “Who is your boss?”

Aldor simply said, “You’ll know when you meet him.”

Paul didn’t respond, and there was a long standoff, with him not moving. The cars behind them honked one after another, causing his heart to race.

The driver, who had a time limit for accepting orders, frowned and said, “Are you going or not? You’re delaying my work.”

a deep breath and

some cash from his wallet and handed it to

arrogant just after getting your license. Luckily, it was me you met today. If it had been someone else, they might

he glanced at the license plate number and went around to the

car, Paul asked him again, “Who is your

“You’ll know when you get

stopped near the old city, and Aldor led him

pavilions, garden corridors—everything he saw along the way was pleasing to the eye. When they arrived at the door of a room,

expression changed slightly, and his

him, “Mr. Morant,

clothes

gestured for him to

He had seen Keegan before when he fainted and was sent to the hospital. He had accidentally pushed Stella at that time, and the young man had been so

blocked his car. He didn’t need to guess

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