It was late into the night. Justin sat near the window of his study and poured himself a glass of red
wine.
The wine glass was one he rummaged out of the pile of gifts from Bella. It was a Baroque-style crystal
glass. The crisp clink was a testament to its fine craftsmanship.
Justin wondered if she wished their relationship would last forever when she gifted him the glass.
Furrowing his brows, Justin suddenly tasted bitterness in the wine.
Following a knock on the door, lan hurried in with a file.
âI have found everything we need to know about Xena Gordon, Mr. Salvador. Donât you worry! I even
know where her grandparentsâ graves are. Iâm sure I didnât miss anything.â lan spoke confidently
Bellaâs opinion of Justin changed for the worse after lanâs blabbi so lan put a lot of work into the
investigation to make things up Justin.
âScan the file and send it to Ms. Thompson.â
Justin swirled the glass and watched the wine with interest under the light.
lan was stunned. calling her that?â
Justin gave lan a chilling look, to which lan smiled and replied, âRight. Of course, Iâll send it to the
young madam.â
âJust email it to her.â
Justin paused and added, âMake it anonymous.â
âHuh? Why?â lan spoke faster than he could think.
The man pursed his lips. âI worry that she might delete the email without reading it if she sees that itâs
from the Salvador Corporation.â
lan was shocked by his bossâs humility.
The phone on the coffee table vibrated.
Justin picked it up to take a look. Ryan was requesting a video call.
Confused, Justin took the call. âWhat do you want?â
On the screen, Ryan lay on a white bed with a discolored face. Judging by the blue and white walls in
the background, Justin inferred that Ryan must be at the hospital.
âJustin⦠Iâm about to dieâ¦â
âMy condolences.â Justin looked unfazed.
âJustin⦠Your sister, Carrie⦠Does she have a knack for poison?â
Ryan waved his arm, which was hooked to an IV drip. His body curled up in pain. âShe gave me a
blueberry mousse cake, and I ate it all. But I couldnât stop throwing up and having diarrhea the minute I
got home. I had to call an ambulance to get to the hospital. The doctor said I had severe food
poisoning. I knew something was wrong when I ate it because it tasted sour. But man, it hurt so bad.â
lan turned his back and hunched over, laughing silently in tears.
Ryan had food poisoning, but he sounded like he was giving birth.
The stiffness in Justinâs lips was evidence that he was holding back
laughter. âIf you knew there was a problem, why did you eat it anyway?â
âShe made me the cake. How could refuse? Ouch! Arghâ¦â Ryan grimaced.
Even the toughest man had a breaking point.