Once they left, Liam ca back over.
I continued to picture Leslie’s pained expression, trying to figure out why she would look at like that.
"How do you feel?" asked Liam, looking over at curiously.
"Liam. Who is she to ?" I asked, turning my head to look at him.
"Morgan? Your fiancée, you know that already," he answered, avoiding eye contact with .
"You know I’m not talking about Morgan. Tell , who is Leslie to ?" I asked again. I knew that he knew more than he let on.
"She’s your fiancée’s sister. What more do you need to know?" he replied, nonchalantly.
"Liam."
My words were cold and threatening. I didn’t like being held in the dark.
"I’m telling you, Christian, she’s just your fiancée’s sister. What more do you want to know?" he said with annoyance.
I’ll ask Zach later.
Liam’s reluctance to tell ant that it was sothing important, but not important to , but not to him. I gave up asking him and turned to look at the roses.
They brought feelings of comfort and joy, and when I closed my eyes to inhale their scent, I suddenly pictured a stone bench.
Huh? Have I seen this before? It seems familiar, but I can’t rember where I’ve seen it.
I tried to dig deeper to try and rember other things about the bench and roses, but the sharp ntal pain returned, causing to give up.
I’ll figure it out later.
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About an hour later, Zachary showed up with so food.
"Hey man! I’m sorry I didn’t visit earlier, Liam only just told about your accident. I figured hospital food sucks, so I brought you sothing from the outside."
I looked at the greasy cheeseburger and fries in front of , shaking my head internally.
Zach’s still the sa as I rember.
"Did Liam tell you what happened? I lost my mories. I have no recollection of what happened these past few months."
"Yeah, he warned over the phone not to tell you anything too shocking. But now I don’t know how to discuss Karl’s matters with you," he said with a frown.
"Karl? Who’s that?" I asked.
"Long story short, he’s a very sketchy man who works for the Patriarch of the Moresi family. You had tailing him for a few weeks, and I can confirm that this guy is up to no good. But you suddenly called a few days ago, telling to get rid of him..."
I closed my eyes, trying to process all of the information he was giving .
Why would I choose to get rid of such a good lead?
It didn’t seem like sothing I would do. My entire reason for getting tied up with the Moresis was to find evidence of their cris, so why would I tell Zach to get rid of Karl?
Unable to co up with a reason, I had a choice to make. Do I trust my past self and continue with that plan? Or retract the order and have Zach continue to follow him?
There were so many questions that kept popping up one after another. I felt myself getting dizzy just from trying to understand the situation.
"Proceed as I instructed earlier. Although I don’t rember why I told you to do sothing so unexpected, there must have been a good reason."
Zach let out another sigh. "Fine, but I’ll tell you it hasn’t been a walk in the park. This guy is more slippery than an eel. He’s got contacts in all of the right places, too. It’s not going to be a quick and easy fix."
I wasn’t sure how the previous would react to this, but the current only saw it as more ti to rember why I was getting rid of him in the first place.
"That’s fine. Also, tell sothing. What was my relationship with the second daughter? Leslie."
I looked at Zach closely. He wasn’t very good at lying, so it would be very easy for to tell.
"The second daughter? Why would you ask about her? She’s not really anything. The only ti she made her presence known was at the fashion show where she was super hot," he replied, scratching his chin.
For so reason, I didn’t like him calling her super hot, but I didn’t detect any lies in his words.
Is she truly nothing more than Morgan’s sister?
I certainly agreed that she had a certain charm that her sister didn’t. And in my opinion, she was more attractive.
"Oh, she also works in your company."
Works for ? Why would I allow that? Then she’s clearly a planted spy...
The more information I got, the more convoluted the situation beca.
Maybe Liam was right, I should just rest and recover. Forcing it clearly isn’t getting anywhere.
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"What I want now is for you to look into what happened to . Everyone is saying I got into a drunk driving accident, but I don’t believe that. I need you to find out the truth."
Zachary nodded, "I’m already on it. It’s just too good a coincidence that this happened the night you were at the auction house. You must have figured sothing out."
"I agree. Go and figure out where I was at all tis. I want a tiline of where I was at all tis of the night. I want to know who I was with until the very end."
My eyes turned cold. Soone sched against , and whoever it was was not going to get away with it.
My mind floated back to Leslie.
Is she truly nothing more than just Morgan’s sister to ? But the way Zach talked about her truly doesn’t seem like she was involved with in any way.
I decided to observe her more, especially at work. Her being placed in my company was a deliberate act by her father. That much I could understand without my mories.
Could she be behind my accident?
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