Grace leaned on Damien’s shoulder and remembered something.
“Oh, right, what’s the situation with… that Matthew Zayne person?”
“The embassy has already coordinated things, and the Valeria police are cooperating fully. Matthew Zayne has been placed under surveillance.”
Damien’s tone was indifferent. “The financial crimes unit was going to follow procedure, but I had someone pass along some ‘material’ to them.”
“What material?” Grace asked, curious.
“Matthew Zayne is not only greedy, but also lecherous,” Damien said with a smile. “Over there, he not only hired a live-in housekeeper but is also suspected of soliciting prostitutes and money laundering. The Valeria police are very interested in this.”
Grace couldn’t help but clap her hands in satisfaction. “He deserves it.”
Once Matthew Zayne was brought to justice, the chain of evidence for Serena Shum’s bribery would be complete.
“However…”
Damien’s tone shifted. “There’s something strange.”
“What is it?”
“Serena Shum’s identity.”
Damien leaned his head back, showing a hint of helplessness for the first time. “We still can’t find any information about her from before she returned to the country, including her identity.”
“You can’t find it?”
Grace sat up straight in surprise. “Even you can’t find it?”
Damien nodded. “Although she’s only been back for three months and her company was just founded, every time our people try to dig into her past, the leads simply dry up, as if she didn't exist before she arrived.”
Grace’s brow furrowed as well.
Did this mean that besides Julian Leung, someone else was helping Serena Shum?
And this person’s power seemed to be so great that even Damien found it a bit tricky.
“Could it be the remnants of Nemesis Group Inc.?” Grace suddenly thought of that dark web ID.
“It’s possible.”
Damien thought so too. “But I have a feeling it’s not that simple. The forces behind Serena Shum might be deeper than we imagine.”
Just as the two were lost in thought, the landline on the nightstand suddenly rang.
Though she wasn’t her biological grandchild, her grandmother had treated Lauren Hawke, and her, better than her own blood.
Although her grandfather had once used her and nearly caused her to vanish from public life, none of that had anything to do with her grandmother.
Her grandmother was the only warmth she had known for so many years.
“Grandma… how is Grandma?”
Grace’s voice trembled, and tears instantly streamed down her face, unstoppable.
“Don’t panic, don’t panic.”
Damien got up to change his clothes while comforting her. “The butler found her in time, the ambulance is on its way, and we’ve already notified St. Aurelia Medical Center to prepare for her arrival.”
“I’m going too, take me with you!”
Grace was fumbling blindly, her hands and feet ice-cold, unable to even button her clothes correctly.
Damien’s heart ached as he held her hands and helped her put on her coat.
“Don’t be afraid, I’m here.”

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