Bryan took the information from Jordan, and opened it. In it were Mildredâs personal information, there was everything from her birth location to where she went to university, as well as her parents, everything was written clearly.
Jordan told him, âEven though Dr. Thomasâs information has been erased, but I managed to discover that six years ago, it was Mildred who saved Dr.
Thomas from the sea.â
Hearing this, Bryan suddenly raised his head to look at Jordan, his eyes carried a tinge of sorrow.
Jordan knew that Bryan wanted him to continue talking.
âSix years ago, Dr. Thomas must have met with some troubles. During that time, Mildred brought her to a cosmetic surgeon, and the person that was dealing with Dr. Thomas was Kevin.â Jordan continued calmly.
Hearing Kevinâs name, Bryanâs frown deepened, âContinue talking.â
âI think, the reason Dr. Thomas is so close to Kevin and Mildred, is simple because they had saved her in the past. Furthermore, it had been Mildred and Kevin who was taking care of her all these years. After Dr. Thomas was discharged from the hospital, it was Kevin who sent her to the Master.
After she completed her studies, Mildred helped her to find a job. So, if you want to know the truth about what happened six years ago, we have to look for either Kevin or Mildred.â
However, considering Mr. Mooreâs temper, there was no way they would go look for Kevin.
âAny other useful information?â Bryan still felt that these werenât enough for him.
Jordanâs lips quivered, as if wanting to say something.
Bryan realized something was wrong, and asked, âAny other issues?â
Jordan took out a report from his briefcase, and passed it to Bryan.
Seeing that it was the DNA comparison between Mr. Thomas and Paisley, his eyes narrowed, he jerked his head upwards suddenly and asked Jordan, âDidnât I throw away those strands of hair?â
âI was worried you would regret it.â Jordan shrugged.
Bryan stuffed the report back into his briefcase and said, âKeep it properly, use it only when necessary, do not let anybody see it.â
âAlright.â
âContinue observing Sabina and the Thomas family. Help me to ask George out tomorrow.â
âAlright.â
Finishing his instructions to Jordan, Bryan pushed open the villa door and headed out.
Madame Moore went to bed early, she had to be in bed by 9 a.m., the servants at the villa had also got off work early.
There were some lights left that were illuminating the villa.
Bryan went back to his own room.
He pushed open his door, the lights in his bedroom gave the room an orangey-yellow hue.
Walking into his room, he saw Shirleyâs curved body lying on his usual spot on the huge bed, her long dark hair spread out on the pillow, curled naturally like seaweed.
He walked over, bent down, placed his hand on her waist, and pulled up the blanket for her.
Looking at her tired face, Bryan couldnât help but frown.
She looked rather cute when sheâs not talking. But she also made him worried.
But once he thought of what she had said to him just now on the car, Bryan felt a wave of headache.
He had to think of a way to conquer her.
He got up, and walked to the bathroom. After showering, he lifted the blanket and hugged Shirley to sleep.
The next morning, Madame Moore asked Shirley to stay for breakfast.
The topic on when Shirley would move in to Mooresâ Manor came up.
Shirley turned around to look at Bryan.
It must have been Bryan who told Madame Moore that she was moving in, if not Madame Moore wouldnât have known. But this was also for the better, so that Madame was informed in advance.
âGranny, Iâll pack when I go back later. When the two kids get off school in the afternoon, weâll move over.â Shirley replied gently.
The man sitting next to her was holding his newspaper calmly without any special movement, but his heart was surging with an overwhelming joy.
Thinking about the fact that the two cute kids would be moving into his house, and that he could see them very often after this, how could he not be happy.
Whatâs more the two of them were his own flesh and blood.
âDid you drive over yesterday?â Madame Moore glanced at Bryan who was sitting diagonally opposite of her, and asked with a smiling face.
Shirley shook her head, and replied softly, âIt was Mr. Moore who picked me up yesterday.â
âGreat, great, Iâll get Bryan to send you back later. Do you have many things over there, why not I get a few servants over to help you with the packing.â
Shirley was startled. She raised her head to look at Madame Moore, and refused politely, âNo need, I just came back so I donât have much stuff, just a few clothings.â
Madame Moore gave a soft âokayâ, âThen if you need anything, you have to tell me, thereâs nothing we lack here.â
Shirley picked up her glass of milk and finished up her drink, then picked up her napkin to wipe at the corner of her lips, âMadame, Iâm here to work, you donât have to be too courteous, if I really lack anything, Iâll get it from the company.â
She was making things clear, so that Madame Moore could dismiss the idea of her being their granddaughter-in-law as soon as possible. Even though this was a little cruel, it was better if she clarified their relationship.
The man at the side suddenly put down his newspaper, raised his hand to look at his watch, and said, âFinished eating?â
âYes, finished eating.â
âThen Iâll send you back.â
âThanks, but no need for that. Can you lend me a car, when I come back later, Iâll get my assistant to drive it back.â Shirley enquired.
Bryan felt a little uncomfortable, but he thought of her being sick last night, so he didnât insist on his own opinion, âYes, Iâll bring you to the garage for a look.â
âAlright.â Shirley nodded. Saying goodbye to Madame Moore, she followed Bryan to the garage to pick a car.
You're The Best Medicine For Me ï¤Chapter 86 Bryan Frightened Shirley Presidentâs Sweet Wife ï¤Chapter 1001 Thousand Year Family Her car was previously always parked by the guard, so she had never been to the Mooreâs family garage. This looked like a car park, some luxury cars were even in multiple colors, and every single one of them was not cheap.
She was stunned by the scene in front of her.
âThis...â
âAll of them are in good condition.â
She knew all of them were in good condition. With the Moore familyâs wealth, how would she even question whether these cars were working.
But this was too much, till she didnât know which to pick.
âWhatâs wrong?â Bryan turned to look at her, his face showed a look of surprise, worried that she was ill again. He hurriedly walked to her and held her elbow, asking, âAre you not feeling well, if youâre not feeling well, Iâll get the driver to send you, letâs not drive anymore.â
His gentle words made Shirley shiver slightly. Turning around, her gaze met his which looked both worried and gentle. She quickly shifted her eyes, and said, âNo, you misunderstood, itâs just that... looking at this garage I thought of something that was viral on the internet.â
âWhatâs that?â
âPoverty limits the imagination.â She sighed, walked to a luxury grey car, and pointed at it, âIâll take this.â
Bryan took out a bunch of keys, and found the keys of the Bentley. Unlocking the car, he walked over to open the door for her.
Shirley got into the driverâs seat, and Bryan passed the keys to her. When she was taking the keys from him, he bent down and with a gentle voice, reminded her, âIf youâre not feeling well, just stop by the side, and give me a call.â
His rare gentleness, made Shirley very uncomfortable, she lowered her head and pursed her lips. Buckling her seatbelt, she replied, âGot it.â
Birth of a Beauty ï¤Chapter 115: Why are they gawking at me like that?
Birth of a Beauty
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