Chapter 559



“Belinda, are you free tomorrow night?” Harold’s voice was warm.

After checking her schedule, Belinda replied, “I don’t have any plans then. Why do you ask?”

“Well, I think you should meet the Davidson family’s eldest grandson tomorrow evening,” Harold said.

Belinda’s eyes widened in surprise.

She instinctively wanted to refuse Harold. “Uh, Harold, about that—”

Before she could finish speaking, Harold cut her off, saying, “You can’t refuse. You agreed when I told you I wanted to set you up with someone.”

Belinda froze, at a loss for words.

How had her casual agreement been taken so seriously? Harold wanted her to meet the eldest grandson of the Davidson family?

She knew Nigel and Harold had been friends for many years.

“Keep preparing,” Lucas said calmly, without any hesitation.

Gordon furrowed his brow. “But… What if it’s a trap?”

Lucas narrowed his eyes slightly. “Even if it is, I have to do this,” he responded firmly.

Gordon fell silent, unsure how to respond.

gαℓησν𝒆ℓs․com is your story source Internally, he couldn’t help but think to himself that even Lucas was a lovesick fool.

Taking a deep breath, Gordon said, “I’ll continue the investigation and look for more evidence. I’ll also have someone investigate Quentin and get the documents ready.”

“Alright.” Lucas nodded, his expression unreadable.

In the Cardiac Surgery Department at the Grand Plains General Hospital, early in the morning, Belinda’s phone rang; it was Harold calling.

“Hello, Harold,” Belinda said.

“Belinda, are you free tomorrow night?” Harold’s voice was warm.

After checking her schedule, Belinda replied, “I don’t have any plans then. Why do you ask?”

“Well, I think you should meet the Davidson family’s eldest grandson tomorrow evening,” Harold said.

Belinda’s eyes widened in surprise.

She instinctively wanted to refuse Harold. “Uh, Harold, about that—”

Before she could finish speaking, Harold cut her off, saying, “You can’t refuse. You agreed when I told you I wanted to set you up with someone.”

Belinda froze, at a loss for words.

How had her casual agreement been taken so seriously? Harold wanted her to meet the eldest grandson of the Davidson family?

She knew Nigel and Harold had been friends for many years. She had visited the Davidson family’s home several times with Harold before but had never met their eldest grandson, though she had heard about him.

He was reputedly a physics professor, deeply engrossed in his academic work.

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