With a calm look and tone, Lucille replied, "If so, I'll spread the word myself and hope they come to me instead. It'd be so much easier that way."Hunter's eyes widened in disbelief. This brat dared to threaten him!She glanced at him with no sense of panic, as though knowing he would do her the favor regardless. She leaned against the couch and patiently waited for his reply.Hunter had to be the person to handle the task of locating Base 103. After all, she wouldn't have approached him with such unpleasant news if she didn't have to.Daisy, who was watching the discussion from the side, silently counted to 30. After half a minute, Hunter piped up, as expected, and huffed coldly. "Alright, alright. I'll do it. What choice do I even have?"As though having foreseen the outcome, Daisy shrugged and glanced at him with a scoff. "You literally said you wouldn't do it even if she begged. What happened? We haven't even gotten to that part, and you've already given in. How boring."Luc
Bethany took the driver's seat on their way back. In the car, Lucille felt a sudden soreness in her abdomen and deduced that it was a sign of premenstrual syndrome. At that moment, her phone rang. She glanced at the caller and saw it was the organizer of the annual International Perfumery Competition, Matilda Dunn.Lucille had just said hello when she heard an enthusiastic female voice speaking with a foreign accent. "My dear Lucy, have you considered the favor I asked about before?"Lucille refreshed her memory briefly and couldn't recall the favor. She thought Matilda wanted her to participate in the event and rejected her, "If it's about partaking in the competition, I'm out."Matilda was unsurprised by her response and maintained her enthusiasm. "That's fine. You're Deer, the mystery master perfumer famous across the entire globe. Of course, you won't be expected to participate in such a lame competition to boost your reputation."Lucille's lips tugged awkwardly. Was the Inte
Lucille found George sitting on the couch in the living room. "Commander Lawton?" She was shocked to see him."I'm sorry to have shown up unannounced, Mrs. Layton." He rose and turned toward her.Lucille sat across from him and said, "Have a seat. How has your sister been?"Since the accident at the filming location, Claire's family had taken her back home, and Lucille hadn't seen her since then. But she'd heard from Bailey that Claire had recovered enough to walk now.George sat down again and smiled politely. "She's fine; she just requires some more rest."He was the typical tough and reliable-looking type of man, with a neat short haircut that suited his demeanor well. His features were also nice and well-defined."That's great to hear. Why are you here, then?" Lucille asked.Immediately, George took out two personal profiles from a paper file folder he'd brought along with him. "Mrs. Layton, could you please look and see if you know these two individuals?" He laid the papers
At her words, George frowned and instinctively asked, "So, what happened to his wrists and ankles?"They'd found that the negative news regarding Star&Ciel Group had been debunked the same day word of it had been spread. Later that afternoon, Larry had disappeared for several days until someone discovered his body. His wrists and ankles showed signs of injury, which did not appear to be caused by his fall from the bridge.The forensic pathologist had opined that those injuries could've resulted from his limbs being deliberately broken and then subsequently relocated, though they hadn't healed in the end. As of then, the authorities hadn't uncovered the culprit who'd broken his wrists and ankles.Lucille raised her head slowly and lowered her dark but knowing gaze. Without answering him, she deflected the question. "You mean to ask whether I was the mastermind behind his assault, right, Commander Lawton?"George pursed his lips, tacitly agreeing.She smiled faintly. "I'll say it
The longer Lucille looked at it, the more her frown deepened.George sat on the edge of the couch, leaning forward with his elbows on his thighs and his hands clasped together. He explained, "We actually discovered this by accident. What a coincidence that when we tracked these two individuals, we noticed your presence wherever they went."That includes the time you went to Marvonia. Although they took a different flight, they landed at the same destination and walked the same paths as you did in."Was it all just a coincidence? That could be it if it had been just a few times, but there was evidently a pattern, meaning it was no longer a coincidence.Lucille wasn't shocked by that revelation. She'd always known that she was being followed, but what surprised her was that the people doing it were Jane's aides. In fact, she'd even investigated it before and found no traces that connected to Jane.So, how had George discovered that?She looked up at him with suspicion, and there wa
After heading downstairs, Lucille prepared a glass of warm milk and took it to the study. She pushed open the door and found Spencer finishing up with his last document.The seriousness and exhaustion on his face immediately vanished and transformed into gentleness when he saw her.Since the heater was on, he wore only a white shirt, with the top two buttons unfastened, revealing his enticing collarbones. He seemed alluring and seductive with his air of sophistication, and he had his usual mature and composed demeanor, along with the tenderness that was uniquely reserved for her."Drink this." Lucille walked to his side and passed him the glass. She knew he'd been having some rough nights lately.She'd always been one to sleep through the night, but perhaps because she was used to his presence, she would wake up in the middle of the night if he was missing from the bed.No matter how stressed or frustrated Spencer was because of work, he would always present her with his best self
Lucille remained calm. Of course, she recognized how implausible it was. She was a researcher, after all. Still, she couldn't deny that many strange things had happened that had challenged her belief.Now that she thought about it, she found it ironic because it had been more than 20 years. It simply was impossible.…At the Johnson residence, William had been calling Lucille repeatedly. However, she'd neither answered nor declined his calls.Since she'd blocked all their numbers, he'd assumed that she would pick up if he used another number. He would've known she refrained from answering a stranger's calls if he knew her well enough.Besides, the call was still from Whiteloop City, where she only had a few acquaintances. She would've saved the contact numbers of everyone she was close to.Johnson Group had been losing a few long-time clients lately. It was the end of the year, and they couldn't afford to be financially unstable. They needed to ensure the following year's revenue
The next day, Lucille sought out the two individuals George had mentioned the day before. Their address wasn't in the city but in the suburbs.She arrived at Villa No. 9 and rang the doorbell. Soon, an unfamiliar middle-aged man, possibly in his 50s, emerged behind the door.Andrew Callaghan was visibly startled when he saw the figure outside the iron gate. He wasn't shocked to see Lucille, given they had exposed the news. What caught him by surprise was how quickly she'd shown up.His son, Tobias Callaghan, and nephew, Draco Ferguson, had been summoned to the police station three days ago. They'd taken advantage of the situation and revealed their existence to Lucille through the police, hoping to avoid drawing attention from others.Lucille took in his subtle expression. After entering the villa, she discreetly scanned the living room and found it full of life. It seemed like Andrew had lived there for a long time.It was Andrew's first close encounter with Lucille, whose facial