Just because Nathan didnât want to share it with her didnât mean she couldnât dig deeper on her own.
Lost in thought, she walked out of the office.
Sonny stood nearby.
Lucinda approached him discreetly and whispered, âI need to talk to you about something.
Follow me.
â
âWhat is that?â
Sonny felt a twinge of unease as he observed Lucindaâs serious expression, but he couldnât bring himself to refuse.
He reluctantly followed her to an empty and secure corridor.
âMiss Simmons, what can I do for you?â
Lucinda asked with utmost seriousness, âHow many years have you been working for Nathan?â
After pondering for a moment, Sonny responded, âAt least ten years.
â
Lucinda nodded thoughtfully and went on with another question.
âDid Nathan sustain any injuries when you were at the border?â
âNo.
There were many men around him.
We wouldnât watch him get hurt.
Thereâs no need to worry,â
Sonny responded calmly and promptly.
Lucinda began to piece things together.
âThen he must be sick.
â
Sonny lowered his head and remained silent.
âYouâve been with him for such a long time, so you must know his health condition well.
Whatâs wrong with him? Is it severe?â
Sonny rubbed his head and said with a bitter smile, âWhy do you even think so? His health has been pretty good.
He is not sick.
â
âHeâs keeping the truth from me.
And you donât want to tell me either.
â
âLast night, I accidentally nudged him off the bed, and it was clear that he was weak.
When I saw him just now, his face was as pale as a ghost.
Even if you deny it, I wonât believe that heâs fine.
So just tell me.
Whatâs going on with him?â
With a pained expression, Sonny fought the urge to reveal the truth and let out a sigh.
âDonât push me any further.
I genuinely donât know anything.
I⦠I have some work to attend to, so Iâll take my leave now.
â
Watching him walk away, Lucinda pondered for a moment before pulling out her phone to call one of Dark Bellâs subordinates.