"What's it?" Kieran asked Zenith.
Instead of revealing the item, it was Jesse who'd been lurking by the doorway, suddenly striding into the room. Kieran and Julie's friend Bolt, who they'd brought with them, thought something was up and followed him in.
Yet all Jesse did was close the room's drapes before stepping back outside.
Bolt cast a bemused look at Kieran and Julie, only for Kieran to wave him off. Bolt then followed Jesse out, leaving Zenith to switch on the room lights and shut the door.
In the ensuing, eerily silent room, Zenith finally pulled out a small black box from his pocket and handed it to Kieran.
Since Zenith had wrapped it so carefully, it was clear he didn't want Kieran and Julie to see what was inside.
"Who do you want us to give this to?" Julie asked Zenith.
Zenith didn't name names, instead saying, "You'll know when the time comes."
Kieran set the box on the table, his eyes giving Zenith a measured glance as he asked, "Why are you so sure we'll help you out?"
"Because I'm Lucian. How's that for a reason?" Zenith countered, a smile curling up his lips that sent shivers down their spines.
The truth about Lucian that Julie and Kieran had been chasing for so long was now being self-proclaimed by Zenith, who they'd even used blood samples to test. Yet his devil-may-care attitude and stark difference from Lucian only muddied the waters further.
"So, you're changing your tune now? No more denial?" Kieran held up the box.
"Didn’t you go for a blood test?" Zenith stood up, leaning onto the table, "After you deliver this to its rightful owner or get the test results from QuadDylan, come find me."
With that, Zenith drained his glass of red wine and left, not even touching his food.
Kieran clutched the box in his hand, only to see Zenith pause at the door to say, "Oh, and if you don't want to get hit by a car again, keep this box a secret. And, I suggest you let her deliver it."
"Me?!" Julie pointed at herself, her face full of confusion as she watched Zenith leave. He didn't turn back.
Julie took the box from Kieran, then looked up to ask, "The invitation you got earlier, it was from Fitzgerald Bank, right?"
"Yeah, tonight, Cardinal Hotel."
"Do you trust him?" Julie stared at Zenith's retreating figure, her face serious.
Kieran didn't say whether he believed him or not, but he still had Payne scan the box, only to find a USB stick inside.
"Geez..." Payne exclaimed, handing the box back to Kieran, "Kerry, do you think Zenith is really Lucian? Don't you think there are too many doubts?"
"At least it's not a bomb..." Julie muttered, eyeing the box.
"Well, if we assume Zenith is Lucian, then I have a few questions. Not to mention how he survived the plane crash, how is he walking? Is that some kind of miracle? And that incident with Bertha, he thought she was in cahoots with Julie, right? So, he was seeking justice for you. But that's not justice, that's outrageous. I believe Lucian would stand up for you, but I can't believe he would do such a thing. And what did Bertha say before?"
"Lucian lost his memory." Julie added.
"Right, lost his memory. So, he did all that and even wanted to take revenge on Julie. But the one who left the voice recorder for granny, that was Lucian, right?"
Kieran nodded.
"And the recording was a warning for Julie to be careful. And then there was the time when the queen went to Feliz Gastro House to save Julie. That was also Lucian's doing, right? And recently, Lucian got hurt while trying to save Julie." Payne was getting frustrated, "So, the one who wanted to hurt Julie and the one who saved her multiple times is the same person. Do you think... Lucian didn't lose his memory, but he has double personalities?"
Kieran gave Payne a look, saying, " I don’t believe what you said."
With that, he grabbed the box and Julie's hand, and they left.
Payne chased after them, "What's up? Why do I feel like Kerry is looking down on my IQ?"
Julie turned back and gave Payne a smile, "You misunderstood. Kerry is just saying your logic isn't strong."
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