Chapter 1419
After reading the contents of the message, Jeremy looked up to glance at Madeline.
Afraid to disturb her sleep, he lifted the covers lightly and got off the bed.
Just as Jeremy slipped on his slippers to leave, he heard Madeline murmuring his name, “Jeremy.”
Jeremy halted and turned around guiltily. When he realized that Madeline was only sleep talking, he let out a sigh of relief. However, guilt bubbled in his chest.
‘Linnie.
‘I’m sorry.
‘I’ll come back to you once I deal with this.’
Jeremy promised silently before pulling on his wind blazer. With light steps, he left the suite.
The hotel’s terrace was empty and silent now that the party had already come to an end.
Jeremy walked inside to see a woman sitting by the bar.
Under the faint yellow street lamps, the woman could be seen holding a glass of wine and casually sipping on it. Her purple curls were splayed over her smooth shoulders, and her curvy figure looked more alluring under the lights.
Even so, Jeremy was not interested in admiring such a beauty. He made his way to stand behind the woman and spoke calmly, “I never thought we’d meet again, Shirley.”
The woman, Shirley, paused mid-drink and placed her glass down before flicking a lock of her dense curls. Then, she turned around completely.
The street lamps shone on her slightly intoxicated face, giving it a more enchanting tint.
In her heels, the woman slowly walked toward Jeremy and reached over to touch his face. However, Jeremy quickly avoided her.
“Don’t fool around.”
“Nothing much.” The woman waved her hand while she looked at Jeremy, seemingly intrigued. “You seem to have recovered a lot. It appears that Adam is indeed more skilled than me. He actually came up with a reagent to dispel the poison. Hmm, I suppose their deaths were not for naught.”
The woman sneered as a thick layer of hatred tinted her eyes. Even so, there was an interesting spark that ignited in her eyes for Jeremy.
“You can always look for me if you need me, Jeremy. I’ll be there the moment you call.”
“Never,” Jeremy replied curly, “ Please wake up.”
Jeremy turned to leave. Just as he was about to walk away, he vaguely caught a familiar face in his line of vision.
“Linnie?”
Jeremy’s heart lurched as the figure turned and ran not too far away. He quickly chased after her.
On the other hand, Jennifer watched gleefully as Jeremy panicked. Then, she turned back to the bar and picked up her glass again.
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