The Masterpiece of Leaving：Prepared A Perfect Stand-In For Him novel Chapter 65

Upon hearing his words, Linda couldn't help but sit up straight.

"What do you want to know?"

Aubrey pondered for a moment, tapping his long fingers on the door frame.

"Find out who donated the cornea to me back then."

"Cornea?" Linda looked into his eyes.

She knew that Aubrey had experienced eye problems and had undergone a cornea transplant, but...

"It's been so long, and it might not be possible to find out anything."

Aubrey fell into a slight state of contemplation.

When he lost his sight, due to his unique physique, he couldn't use a regular cornea and couldn't find a suitable match.

He had once prepared to live the rest of his life in darkness.

Later, someone donated their cornea to him, not taking a single cent and leaving no name behind.

"Let's give it a try, he said.

He always distinguished between favors and grudges and was unwilling to owe such a favor for no reason.

Linda didn't say anything further and simply replied, "Alright."

Aubrey turned and walked away.

Linda stared at his receding figure, her eyes filled with threads of deep affection.

She was lost in her thoughts until someone tapped her on the shoulder, bringing her back to reality.

Turning around, she saw the person who tapped her and suddenly blushed, feeling like a thief caught in the act.

"What are you looking at?" the person asked.

She nervously looked away, avoiding eye contact. "What can I see? I'm just lost in my thoughts."

"Is that so? I thought you had a secret crush on Aubrey," the person teased.

"How could that be? Young Master Aubrey is yours; how could I possibly have any thoughts like that? Linda waved her hands, putting on a straightforward appearance.

The person who arrived was none other than Cathy.

Cathy covered her mouth and chuckled, saying, "I was just joking with you; look how scared you got."

Linda secretly glanced at her expression.

She seemed carefree, and there was nothing suspicious.

Only then did Linda breathe a sigh of relief, believing that Cathy was indeed just joking.

"Cathy, why did you come?" she asked.

Cathy was dressed in black clothes and wearing sunglasses, revealing only the snow-white skin of her chin.

It seemed rather deliberate for such a late hour.

"I was a bit worried about Aubrey, so I came to check on him," she said, her voice as melodious as a warbler.

Linda grinned and said, "Don't worry, President Spencer is planning to let Navier and the owner of Starlight Media go."

She patted Cathy's arm with a teasing expression and said, "You're the one with persuasive words. Young Master Aubrey is such a proud person. Without you, who knows what kind of mess he would have made with the owner of Starlight Media?"

"Although President Spencer is formidable, the owner of Starlight Media must be no pushover to achieve their current success. If this continues, both sides will suffer. I was worried about it for a while," Cathy said with a soft sigh.

Cathy lowered her head slightly, visibly relieved.

"That's good."

Despite Navier's presentation of evidence that Iris is not Aubrey's child, Cathy remained unconvinced.

She remembered something that Robert once mentioned.

He said that William saved Navier during a heavy snowfall and took her to the hospital.

At that time, Navier was two months pregnant.

If she had a miscarriage then, William couldn't have been unaware of it, and he wouldn't have hidden it from Aubrey.

Robert's words were mostly out of displeasure with William, feeling that he shouldn't have saved Navier and should have let her freeze to death.

However, Cathy had her suspicions.

She had a hunch that Iris might be Aubrey's child!

It was this hunch that made her restless, prompting her to come and gather information in the middle of the night.

"Don't worry, President Spencer told me not to mention those two ever again, so it's all over. Linda squeezed Cathy's hand. "So, Cathy, from now on, Young Master Aubrey is all yours."

"Boss Lady, take good care of him from now on," she joked.

Cathy burst into laughter, feeling sweet inside, but she kept patting Linda, saying, "What are you saying? Nothing's settled yet!"