Thus, Jared was led to believe that those people were not from San Joto, but rather they were folks based in other countries, who would also like to see Nicole dead. Other than the organization that they had dismantled, he could not think of anybody else.
He had not managed to discover anything about them yet, so the only thing he could do was to keep her safe while quietly searching for clues.
Nicole shot Jared a glance, as she felt as though he was not taking it seriously, making her feel conflicted. 'Is he not concerned at all?'
The car came to a halt when they were still in the midst of the conversation, snapping Nicole out of her thoughts.
She looked outside the window and there, she saw an elegant courtyard located just outside.
This confused her. "What is this place?"
"You'll know once we're inside." Jared grabbed Nicole's hand and led her out of the car.
They ambled through a stone path into the courtyard while enjoying the fragrant scent along the way. Nicole observed the area that was completely strange to her. Although she was utterly unfamiliar with the place, she developed somewhat of a liking for it and felt no resistance toward it at all.
They stopped at the front door of a mansion, which coincidentally opened from the inside. Then, a casually dressed young man, who seemed to be around her age, appeared before her eyes.
"Nicole, you're here." Martin smiled warmly.
Even though Nicole could not remember who he was, his presence did not make her feel tense at all.
"Hello, Martin," Nicole greeted and nodded courteously.
"What?!" The surprise in Martin's eyes suddenly disappeared.
When Nicole uttered his name, he thought for a moment that Nicole had regained her memories. However, by looking at Nicole's eyes, he could tell that it was not the case, and that was when he understood that he had overreacted.
"Let's talk inside." Martin stood aside, making way for Jared and Nicole so that they could enter his house.
"Let's begin," Nicole said nonchalantly as she did not feel like catching up.
In response, Martin mustered a bitter smile and replied, "Okay then."
Although Nicole could not recognize him, her attitude toward him was still as cold as ever after all these years.
After that, Martin brought some of his examination equipment out and conducted a checkup on Nicole with a solemn expression on his face.
The living room fell into pin-drop silence, with Martin not uttering a word and Nicole just sitting there quietly without a hint of impatience. She acted as if she already knew the results, and that she could face everything calmly, even if she turned out to be wrong.
Jared gently held Nicole's hand as if he was trying to comfort her.
Jared believed that there was hope as long as they tried. They could seek help from someone else if Martin could not help them, and that there would always be a way.
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