Chapter 33 Sinking Without a Trace

Caroline’s expression twisted with disdain. “If that’s the case, then you better make sure to discipline her properly from now on. Tell her to stop finding fault with me all the time!”

With those words, Caroline forcefully stormed out of the room, leaving Evan standing alone in his

office, his brows furrowed in thought.

After a moment, he retrieved his phone and dialed Reuben’s number. “How’s the investigation

progressing?”

Reuben’s voice came through the line. “Mr. Jordan, the deputy dean has passed away, so we couldn’t confirm anything. However, we did find the teacher who taught Ms. Love that year.”

He continued, “She explained that Ms. Love was bullied during that time, which caused her to suffer from some sort of trauma. But the orphanage covered it up.”

A dark cloud crossed Evan’s face.

“There’s another matter,” Reuben added.

“Go on,” Evan urged

“The dean informed me that the girl with the red mole on her earlobe went by the name Lyra. It’s possible that Ms. Love changed her name after being adopted.”

Deep lines etched across Evan’s forehead. “Did you manage to contact her adoptive parents?”

Reuben replied, “I had someone reach out to them, but by the time our contact went to their address, they had already moved without leaving any traces behind.”

“Keep investigating.” Evan commanded firmly.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

Suddenly, a knock interrupted their conversation. “Mr. Jordan! Please come to the fashion design. department immediately. Ms. Love has collapsed.”

Caroline realized she was the last

for her

way toward the road, intending

for over ten minutes,

then, a Lamborghini stopping in front

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down, revealing a gentle and vaguely familiar face. “Ms. Shenton?” the man inquired.

momentarily taken aback, trying to recall where she had seen that face

Neil’s face as he spoke tenderly, “Where are you headed? Allow me to

a ride.”

I can find a taxi,” Caroline tactfully declined.

might take you at least an hour to find

you the trouble.”

struck speechless.

and got into the car, wanting

turned to her with a smile,

Private Hospital.

“It’s no trouble at all. I still owe you a sincere apology

other day.”

settled between them. “That wasn’t your fault. You don’t have to apologize to

look at her. “Are you sick? Why are you going to

her head. “No, my

Neil’s eyes. “I’m sorry to hear that,”

sincerely.

smile before falling into silence.

at her, struck by the uncanny resemblance she bore to

blend of stubbornness and tenderness, particularly their captivating eyes that

break the tension with a gentle tone. “Ms. Shenton, you

‘Is this some kind of

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