“I’m fine.
You should get some sleep now.
”
Ste read the message, and a sense of relief settled in.
Instead of heading home after leaving the set, Matthew returned to thepany.
Fernando, still at work, noticed his pained expression and poured him a ss of water.
Concerned, he suggested, “Sir, it’s gettingte.
You should head home and rest if you’re feeling unwell.
”
“There’s no need,” Matthew replied without shifting his focus, his voice resolute.
“I’ve already taken medicine.
Forget about everything else and keep your eyes on the task I’ve given you.
”
Fernando nodded silently and turned to leave.
Efficient as ever, he swiftly offered Matthew a document detailing all the candidates associated with Sprague.
As Matthew flipped through the pages, his gazended on one person whose features vaguely resembled his own.
His eyes clouded over, and he muttered the mame beneath the photograph.
“Benny Clifford.
”
Seeing Matthew stuck in contemtion, his eyes fixed on the photos, Fernando leaned in and asked in a low voice, “Mr.
rk, is everything okay?”
Pointing at Benny’s name, Matthew replied, “Look into this guy.
Get me as much info as possible.
”
Fernando nodded.
About half an hourter, he handed over the document.
As Matthew skimmed through, a frown crept onto his face.
He nced up at Fernando and questioned, “Is this all we’ve got?”
“Yes.
” Fernando nodded with a slight sheen of sweat.
“We pulled every string we could, but there’s barely anything on this man.
”
Matthew kept his thoughts to himself, his eyes locked on Benny’s photo.
It seemed Benny had gone to some lengths to hide his background.
Maybe Benny wasn’t even his real name.
Matthew’s expression got more intense, memories of the man who sent a gift to Lucia’s birthday and Sprague’s mysterious words swirling in his mind.
Benny might be blood-rted to him.N?velDrama.Org content.
Feeling the shift in Matthew’s mood, Fernando asked, “Mr.
rk, everything alright? Should I dig deeper?”
Matthew refocused, his gaze clearing.