Christopher paused, his sses glinting as he gave a mysterious smile. The silence spoke volumes.


    "It was you who used Zoe to reveal Be''s condition, right? Was that your way of trying to tear us apart


    and get revenge on me? You didn''t think twice about exposing Be''s suffering and pain just to hurt


    me. Christopher, is this your definition of loving her?"


    Justin''s tone turned harsh and somber. Tears streamed down his rain-drenched face. "Your love is


    really messed up."


    "What are you talking about? I can''t understand a word that you''re saying," Christopher sneered


    sinisterly. "Aren''t you the one who made Be suffer? What''s it got to do with me? Have you been out


    in the rain for too long and gone mad? Justin, don''t assume that I''m the only one in the world who


    detests you or wishes that you were dead. It''s better for a cursed person like you to stop bothering


    Be and leave her alone."


    The icy moon hung in the sky, and the rain came to a halt.


    Drew stood by the railing on the rooftop, his ck trench coat billowing in the breeze.


    He smoked a whole pack of cigarettes but still couldn''t calm his tumultuous thoughts. His fingers


    trembled as he held the cigarette.


    "Drew, have you arrived in Savrow yet?" Den''s concerned voice came through the phone. "Did you


    fly there alone? Nothing happened during the journey, right?"


    "Yeah, all good," Drew replied, gripping his phone tightly as he tried to steady his breath.


    Den fell silent for a moment and said in a low voice, "Drew, please don''t do anything reckless. Even


    if you want to do something, I''d rather be the one to bear that guilt."


    Drew said it with a wry smile. "Haha, Den, if I really wanted to do something reckless, you wouldn''t


    be able to beat me to it."


    He held the cigarette between his lips and blinked wearily. "Take care of Be. I''ll visit herter."


    The reason why Drew decided to stay in Savrow for the time being instead of returning to Hatchbay


    was because when he heard about Be''s condition, it really hit him hard, and he wasn''t ready to face


    his younger sister. Another reason was that just before the banquet ended, Be sent him a message.


    This text is property of N?/velD/rama.Org.


    [Drew, please do whatever it takes to find the woman who looks so much like me as soon as possible!]


    [We can only know who''s the mastermind behind all of this once we find her. This is so important for


    me, for Justin, and for all of us!]


    Alone in the bustling lounge, Drew stared fixedly at the wallpaper on his phone, an image of him with


    Be. A strong sense of bitterness and sorrow filled him.


    At this moment, just above him, a camera stealthily turned toward him. The other end of the camera


    was connected to Pivotage.


    Christopher had set up arge underground information center with hundreds of screens. He constantly


    monitored the actions of important figures in Savrow and kept an eye on various key locations 24 hours


    a day.


    Many influential people were unknowingly under constant surveince,cking any real privacy.


    "Ms. Smith! The target you''re looking for has appeared!"


    Yvonne''s heart skipped a beat as she immediately turned to look at the screen pointed out by her


    subordinate.


    When Drew''s handsome face appeared before her, her heartbeat couldn''t help but quicken. But upon


    closer inspection, she noticed that he was deeply engrossed in his phone screen.


    And there it was, unmistakably, her face.


    No, it was Be''s.


    It was the young heiress from the Thompson family who was cherished and pampered by everyone.


    Yvonne''s eyes grew colder, and a hint of anger started to show. "Keep an eye on him. I''m going over


    there right now."