y Stu
Chapter 882
Despite it being past eight in the evening, the lights in the conference room of Forlisle Medical Group were still brightly lit. Timothy was, at that moment, having a meeting with several of the executives in charge of researching the new drug.
As they had been at it since that morning, a palpable sense of fatigue was visible on his face.
Upon seeing his phone on his desk light up, Timothy unlocked it and found a voice message from Genevieve.
He rubbed his brow, puzzled, as he pressed the phone against his ear to hear the voice message.
After listening to the four-minute recording, Timothy finally understood that somebody had been watching him that night since he entered the club and had put something in his drink. Mindy, too, had appeared before him with a motive to take him back to a hotel when he was groggy.
No wonder I couldn't recall any detail of that night, no matter how hard I tried.
With a sudden scowl, Timothy pushed the chair away and stood up. After dismissing the rest with a curt, “Meeting adjourned,” he strode briskly outside as he made a call.
“Find out where Mindy is for me.”
Coincidentally, a friend of Mindy's was throwing a birthday party that night, and she had come to Jadeborough for the celebration.
The group was at a bar called No Man's Land to continue drinking after dinner.
Though Mindy had been blacklisted in the art industry, which resulted in her works not being featured in any exhibitions in or out of the country, she did not seem to be affected.
Some time ago, she had, from out of the blue, secured a connection with investors in the entertainment industry to whom she became very close. She had even dined with a famous director as if she was getting into the film industry.
Because of her money and connections, Mindy's friends continued to hang out with her.
At that moment, the group was crowding around Mindy in the bar's private room to chat. It looked like she was the birthday girl instead.
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