The Cherished Wife

Sean smirked as he unbuttoned his white coat. "There's a café downstairs. Mr. Langford, care to join me?"

Jordan, though puzzled, nodded and gestured for Sean to lead the way. "Please."

Once at the café, Sean sat down in a relaxed manner and ordered an Americano with no sugar. Jordan, more composed and formal as always, ordered a Blue Mountain.

The two sat facing each other. Jordan's proper demeanor made Sean, despite being a doctor, seem somewhat less professional by comparison.

Sean fiddled with his hands as he waited for their coffee to arrive. Once served, he made a welcoming gesture. "I wouldn't have guessed, Mr. Langford. You have quite the refined taste." Jordan raised an eyebrow but merely sipped his coffee with his lips pressed tightly together. "I'm curious, Mr. Smith. What's this meeting really about?"

"What if I told you I've found news about Tania? How would you react?"

Jordan's hand froze, nearly spilling his coffee. His brows furrowed together as he met Sean's gaze. "What exactly are you implying? And what does this have to do with Layla's disappearance?"

uneasy feeling gripped Jordan's chest, but he tried to shake it off. He refused to let himself believe that Tania's

smart man, Mr. Langford. You should know I don't casually

"Then please, Mr. Smith, get to

he spoke, "Do you remember what

years ago?" Jordan's grip on his coffee cup tightened. "Are you saying Tania's departure was

his eyebrows playfully. "But I

are you telling me she didn't

was quick, already guessing most of the truth. "So, why did you ask me to meet you today? Are you not aware that Layla is

you ever really treated Layla as

Smith, whatever you have to say, just say it. What is it that

calculating man, was not foolish enough to confess outright to Layla's

that," Sean said, pulling a USB drive from his pocket and handing