Beatrice was curious about what Andrius was doing and why he did not pick her up.

After she was discharged from the hospital, she checked into a five-star hotel.

Then, she made a phone call.

“Mr. Sharpe, help me investigate Andrius Quirke. I want to know what he is doing now. My brother had asked you to keep an eye on this man before.”

Mr. Sharpe was personally trained by Alistair in Coast City. He had built a small team dedicated to collecting information with good efficiency.

He was able to obtain real-time accurate information on Byron and Andrius previously.

Of course, it could also be possible that Byron and Andrius were not even trying to hide their whereabouts.

Not long after, Mr. Sharpe reported back to Beatrice.

“Found it, Andrius stayed at Mary’s house for a few hours and left after lunch! The license plate number matched!” Mr. Sharpe answered then hung up as usual.

Beatrice was dazed for a long time. Suddenly, she burst into anger.

I’ve lost to Mary? Did that woman take advantage of the time

so many rich and powerful men and countless second-generation heirs have pursued Beatrice. She was not interested at all. After finally meeting such an interesting man as Andrius, she took him

was no match for a second-class woman with

She was so angry that she opened a bottle of wine

recount of today’s events. Andrius ditched Beatrice and took care of her best friend instead, which was enough to

dared not talk about

Mary to take the

advised her to not be reserved. When the real opportunity

for a bit. Then, Rosalie hung up the phone after the children came back

her father,

planned to meet in a park and let him

He thanked Rosalie profusely, which

into the villa. Then,

should we see him? Does

wanted us, right? I don’t want to see

direct. After all, they were smart. They knew having not seen Grandpa for so many years, was enough to prove that Grandpa does not care

two brothers and followed their lead.” My brothers don’t want

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