"I heard from QuadDylan," Kieran murmured, his arms holding around Julie on the couch, their fingers tightly entwining. "He told me to make sure you rest well."
Julie bit her lip, "I also think maybe I was mistaken."
"If he's still in this city, as long as he's alive, we'll cross paths one day. If we can't find him, one day he'll come looking for us." Kieran said.
Julie agreed with this perspective.
She nestled into his embrace, her gaze fixed on the flickering images on the television, her thoughts wandering far away until the ring of her cellphone pulled her back.
The call was from Harding. As Kieran pressed the answer button, Harding's voice filled the room, "Big news."
"What?" Kieran asked.
"Remember Professor Fred's assistant, Vanessa?"
"What about her?" Kieran asked.
Julie edged closer to the phone, listening to Harding's voice from the other end, "We managed to get some information out of Vanessa. Professor Fred used to have a star student named Zenith Moore. He taught Zenith everything he knew. If we can't trust Fred, we might be able to approach Zenith."
"I've looked into Fred's background. If Zenith was so important to him, why haven't I come across Zenith in any of Fred's documents?" Kieran questioned.
Harding explained, "Apparently, Zenith and Fred had a falling out. Zenith didn't pursue a medical career anymore. Instead, he established an excellent team that provides crisis PR for well-known companies. You might have heard of Zenith Group."
Indeed, Kieran had heard of this group. They had been around for five or six years and initially symbolized a philosophy of serenity from "zen", hence the name Zenith Group. The president of the company was young, but he was known for being extremely elusive. No media or newspaper had ever managed to capture his actual appearance, not even a shadow.
"Zenith is the President of Zenith Group. He left the medical field after his fallout with Fred and established Zenith Group," Harding said.
Julie furrowed her brows, she had heard bits and pieces about this group before. She quietly asked Harding, "But if Zenith is so elusive, how are we going to get close to him?"
"Canary has already figured it out," Harding replied, "Mr. Watson managed to get Zenith's name from Vanessa. Julien used that information to trace Zenith's assistant, Jesse."
So Julien was Canary. Julie was hearing this for the first time.
"Are there any pictures?" Kieran asked.
Harding sounded regretful, "Unfortunately, no."
But then he changed the subject, "However, we found out that Zenith is going to Cyrus Greens Golf Club tomorrow. I'll send you Jesse's photo. If you decide to try it out, just show up at Cyrus Greens Golf Club tomorrow morning. Zenith has booked the entire club, but the President of Cyrus Greens owed you a favor, right? Getting in shouldn't be a problem."
"Thanks," Kieran hung up.
Harding quickly sent over Jesse's photo.
"A person that even Julien couldn't get a picture of, interesting," Kieran mused, studying the photo of Jesse in his formal attire.
Julie asked Kieran, "But if Zenith has already left his career in medicine for business, it's unlikely that he'd go back, right?"
"Let's give it a try. Didn't you say that as long as there's a sliver of hope, we won't give up?" He said, his lips curling into a tender smile, deeply attracting Julie.
"Cough, cough!" Daphne interrupted them from behind, causing Julie to quickly move away.
"Just pretend I'm not here, carry on!" Daphne said nonchalantly.
"Why are you coughing then?" Julie shot Daphne a look.
Daphne feigned innocence, "Can't I have a tickle in my throat?"
Kieran got up, gently laying his hand on Julie's shoulder before leaving her and Daphne some privacy. With a playful smile, he said, "Enjoy your chat."
He left for the study, leaving Julie to pull Daphne down beside her on the couch, "What did your grandma say?"
Julie's concern warmed Daphne's heart, causing her to loop her arm through Julie's and confess, "Grandma said I'm delightful and well-behaved. She also said that if I can't find the right guy, she'll introduce a stepfather for my baby!"
Julie didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Mr. Lionel might have a hard time deciding then."
"Deciding on what?"
"Whether to kill you or the baby first," Julie said, looking at Daphne, "Did you come here to complain?"
Daphne grasped Julie's wrist dramatically, "You know me all too well!"
"What's wrong? Take it easy," Julie pulled Daphne into a hug, "Did Mr. Lionel mistreat you?"
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