Arianne relaxed after hearing her answer. They ordered their meal before Tiffany began her report on her findings at the mailing address. “By the way, I’ve asked a lot of neighbors around that address. According to their physical descriptions, the man who’s always lived at that exact address was George Levin. However, they don’t know his full name because they didn’t talk a lot. They’ve heard a young man call him ‘Uncle Sloane’ before, but they couldn’t be sure. Perhaps he was calling him ‘Uncle Levin’ too.”“Someone took this George Levin away three years ago, and he never returned. I suspect that he may have changed his name. He lied to us. He is Mr. Sloane! If we take a step back and say he isn’t Mr. Sloane, then that Mr. Sloane in that letter can’t possibly be unrelated to him. Who’d use George Levin’s address to send a letter for no apparent reason? Either George Levin is Mr. Sloane, or he’s acquainted with Mr. Sloane. I’ve asked my private investigator to investigate this. Let’s
Arianne noticed the fruits and nutritional supplements at the head of the bed, which looked very similar to the ones Ethan had brought along with him yesterday. However, she direasonsdn’t think too much of it. Many of these items could be bought around the convalescent home, which meant that as long as someone bought these items nearby, they would be pretty much the same. She didn’t quite believe in George’s story. “Mr. Levin, that wasn’t what you said when we were here yesterday. Do you have any underlying reasons preventing you from talking about this?”George closed his turbid eyes, his breathing growing slightly rapid. “No underlying reasons. I just don’t want to bring trouble onto myself. Please don’t visit me anymore. Mr. Sloane’s affairs have nothing to do with me. All I want is to wait for my death in peace.”The thought of her tedious trip to the mailing address made this difficult for Tiffany to accept. However, George had put a dead end to her conversation. George had admi
Mary pondered for a moment then replied, “George Slone.”Arianne was taken aback. “George Sloane? Are you sure?” George Sloane, George Levin. How could it possibly be that coincidental?Mary slapped her thigh. “I remember now, I’m certain that I’ve gotten the right name. It may have been ten years ago, but I’m not that senile yet. His name was George Sloane. He wasn’t particularly good looking, but he was an honest man. He was always industrious and conscientious in his job. He was pretty quiet too. Now that you’ve mentioned it, he was pretty lucky. He was supposed to be in the plane too, but his stomach was hit by gastric pains just before he got onto the plane. He was purging the entire morning, so the Master gave him the day off.”For further confirmation, Arianne had asked the private investigator for George Levin’s information from the convalescent home. She had also managed to obtain a small photo. She showed it to Mary, who squinted her eyes and stared at it for a very long t
Ari had always kept Mark and Aery’s relationship from Tiffany, but there was no use in keeping it from her now. “Tiffie, I’ve been aware of this for a long time now. Aery was close to Mark at some point, but he promised that he won’t contact her anymore. Don’t do anything rash. I can take care of this. Promise me, don’t kick up a fuss.”Tiffie was dumbfounded. “What the hell are you playing at? And I was just wondering why Aery never got along with you. So, it’s not because of family issues after all, but that she’s been eyeing your man! Mark is certainly formidable—marrying the older sister then stringing along the younger sister. I used to think that he was just mean to you. I never thought that he’d turn out this way. What a shame, the whole world puts him on such a pedestal, but he’s actually scum! Seriously, men are all pigs!”Arianne’s head was aching, and she was panicking from feeling depressed. She had to change the topic. “By the way… I suddenly had a thought that maybe Mr.
Henry grunted in reply then picked up the phone again and mumbled a few words to Mark before ending the call. Arianne sat in front of the table, inhaling a bowl of millet porridge, still feeling emotional. “What did he say to you, Henry?”“Mr. Tremont said ‘Just you wait’...” Henry replied, looking completely serious.“Sure. I’ll wait then… We’ll see which one of us will piss on himself first,” Arianne said guiltily as she slurped on a few mouthfuls of porridge, her eyes blinking along the way.After work in the late afternoon, she met up with Tiffany and made a trip to the convalescent home again. They had just arrived in front of George’s room when they saw an older woman cleaning up. The room door was wide open, and there was no one inside.“Excuse me, where is the patient from this room? Where is George Levin?” Tiffany quickly asked.The woman stopped and stared at them. “Gone. A family member arrived first thing this morning to handle the formalities.”This felt like a light
Of course, the private investigator was elated now that money was on the line.Tiffany touched Arianne’s cheek when the call ended. “Don’t be upset, Ari. It’s alright. It’s not like it’s the first setback. We’ll find George as long as he’s alive. If we had known that he was Mr. Sloane, we would have pried his mouth open and prevented him from ever escaping. This man is wicked. Your life was pretty peaceful, yet he insisted on jumping out all of a sudden to tell you that your father was framed. Then he plays hide and seek with you when you arrive enthusiastically. He must think that he’s off the hook just because he’s dying. Why must the living have to suffer?”Arianne smiled into the cold wind. “I will find him. He’s worked for the Tremonts for so long, and I’ve managed to get information on him. I’ll keep on looking for him as long as he’s not dead.”Tiffany’s phone suddenly rang. She began complaining before even looking at the screen. “My god, how annoying. I’ve already told my m
When they arrived at White Water Bay Café, they were informed that all of the seats had been reserved. Tiffany promptly threw a tantrum. “I was already prepared for a huge meal, and now you’re telling me that there are no more tables left? What on earth is this restaurant’s boss thinking? Business is booming, yet he couldn’t have thought of expanding into two branches? He’s got no business sense at all. He must not have a high social status. He’ll be stagnant for the rest of his life!”Arianne didn’t respond. She wanted to tell Tiffany that this café belonged to Jackson, but it seemed that it was better to keep her mouth shut… “Forget it. Let’s eat somewhere nearby. We’ll go shopping after our meal. Let Mark stay at home and wait.” Tiffany was reluctant to leave just like that. She enjoyed the meals at White Water Bay Café. The meal she had at Jackson’s house made her crave it. To this day, she still wondered how Jackson had managed to come up with dishes that tasted exactly like th
Mark overheard her and immediately turned towards them. Death sounded pretty good to Arianne at this point. “Mark is here!”Tiffany realized her idiocy and lowered her head, keeping silent. Mark approached them and stared at them with a forced smile. “You certainly know how to enjoy yourselves. Should I ask Jackson to personally make a meal for you?”Arianne pricked up her ears when she heard this and mumbled glumly, “No need. I thought you’d only be coming home in two days?”He sat down right across from them. “That was the plan, but your tantrum put me off work. So, I had to come home early. Can we discuss what you’re so mad about now?”Tiffany pulled out the screenshot that she had saved in her phone and showed it to him. “Look. Look at it yourself!”Mark’s eyes sank when he saw the update that Aery had posted up on social media. “We just happened to bump into each other. She took the picture, and I didn’t reject her nor allow it. I had no idea that she had posted it up and sho