Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem novel Chapter 1890

Late into the night, Tarquin received a phone call.

The investigation had concluded, entirely corroborating Jae-hyun's story from the café.

He had indeed undergone cornea and kidney transplant surgeries the previous year, and he had actively attempted to trace the donor afterward.

It was also confirmed that Zane Livingston had hidden in that specific slum, though his current whereabouts remained completely unknown.

Tarquin wasn't surprised by the results.

Jae-hyun had volunteered the information himself, which proved the paper trail was solid. He wasn't afraid of Tarquin verifying it.

Tarquin thought for a moment before issuing a new command.

"Keep a tight leash on Min-jun Kim. I want a deep dive into every single person closely associated with her. The second you find a thread, you bring it to me."

Jae-hyun had gone through an incredibly elaborate charade today for one simple reason: to steer Tarquin away from Min-jun.

That meant Min-jun was the absolute key to breaking this wide open!

Given the current climate, Min-jun would be on extremely high alert, making sure she didn't slip up. Investigating her inner circle was the smartest play!

Regardless of the smoke and mirrors, today had definitively proven one undeniable fact: Jae-hyun Kim and Zane Livingston were deeply connected!

As long as Tarquin kept his boot on Jae-hyun's throat, it was only a matter of time before he dragged Zane out of the shadows!

The mere thought of Zane harboring some twisted obsession with Elysia sent a violent surge of fury through Tarquin's veins.

He loved Elysia? Like that absolute scum was even worthy of uttering her name!

The clock on the wall clicked past midnight.

Noticing Elysia hadn't returned to bed, Tarquin pulled himself from his dark thoughts and went to find her.

He gently pushed open the door to Emmett's room...

Elysia was leaning against the bed frame, softly humming a lullaby. When she saw him enter, she immediately pressed a finger to her lips, gesturing for silence.

Tarquin stepped lightly into the room. Emmett was dead to the world, curled up tightly against Elysia's chest.

"He's out cold," Tarquin whispered.

Elysia let out a long exhale, keeping her voice barely above a breath.

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