NovelAppRachel pulled her hand and stepped backward to keep her distance from the man.The man picked up the phone.
The screen lit up.
Rachel saw a dialog box pop up with a non it.
Wallace Finch.Her eyes widened.
Rachel couldn’t believe it when she saw the name.
The phone screen light went off as quickly.
Rachel didn’t get a longer look at the name.Her eyes darkened and her expression changed.Her hands curled up imperceptibly
as she pursed her lips.
Wallace was still jailed in the international prison.
This man couldn’t be him.
Finch was not an uncommon surname.
Perhaps this man had just the sfirst nand surnas Wallace.
Could it be that this man was indeed Wallace? But Quintin was keeping eye on Wallace.He would know if Wallace had been out
of prison.
Rachel was lost in her thoughts, but she didn’t show it on her face.She lowered her eyes and saw a long and slender hand.
There was a small mole between the thumb and index finger of the hand.She thought it made the hand look more beautiful.
Rachel looked up as the hand moved.
The hand belonged to a man who was a head taller than Rachel.He looked blandly urbane that even if he wore casual clothes,
he carried them with elegance.He wore sunglasses, but Rachel could tell that he was handsfrom his beautiful chin, straight
nose, and thin lips.
"Thank you," Rachel said softly as the man steadied her.
"This is what a gentleman should do," said the man.
"But I feel that I should apologize.I seem to have scared you."
Rachel shook her head.
"Maybe you’d like to check your phone.Should there be anything wrong with it, letpay for it."
"No, thanks."
The man shrugged his shoulders.
"It’s just a phone.It’s fine withif it gets broken."
Rachel’s eyes squinted slightly.
It was her carelessness that she bumped into this man.He might not seem to care about his phone but such things mattered to
her.
She wanted him to see this.
"This is my business card.Should there be something wrong with your phone, please contacton this number.I’m willing to pay
for the damage."
The man arched an eyebrow but he took Rachel’s business card.
His sunglasses hid the expression in his eyes.
He was smiling though.His every move did not betray anything out of line.But it made Rachel feel a bit uncomfortable..
"Rachel Bennet." The man read Rachel’s naloud from the business card.
"Your nis beautiful and it fits you."
"You’re flattering me." The screen of the mobile phone lit up again.
The man put away the business card.
"I’ll keep this.I hope that the next twe meet, it won’t be about the mobile phone.Maybe I’ll call you to invite you for dinner."
Rachel didn’t respond.
“ I’ll have to excuse myself now.I have something else to do, Miss Bennet.I hope we can meet again soon."
Before Rachel could say anything, the man had left.
Rachel stood still for a moment, frowning.
She regretted giving the business card to the man.
The man was smiling, but his smile made her uncomfortable.
The man walked a little farther from Rachel before he took out her business ncard from his pocket.
The man’s assistant was waiting for him.He walked towards the man.
"Sir, the car is waiting."
"Okay"
The man slowly took off his sunglasses with one hand, revealing a pair of beautiful eyes.
"How’s my dear brother? Any new information about him?"
"Yes.I have.Mr.Sullivan is still unable to get out of bed.Much of the operation of the Sullivan Group is left to Ivan and Carson.I
also heard that Mr.Sullivan has lost his memories."
"He lost his memories?"
The man narrowed his eyes.
"Are you sure about this?"
"Not a hundred percent, sir.But most likely he had," the assistant said.
"It is not easy to go in and out of the VIP ward.We can’t really confirm it."
"That’s interesting."
The man smiled in a crowing way.
"I wonder how my brother will react when he receives my second gift, especially now when he seems to have lost his memories."
The man’s first gift to Victor was to endanger his life.
The second gift... The man walked briskly towards the entrance of the in-patient department building.
The man saw a boy seated in the back seat of the car.
Joey saw the man and looked at him intently.
"Sir, that’s Mr.Sullivan’s child." said the assistant in a low voice.
"Sir, let’s get in the car.There are many people in the in-patient department.I’m afraid someone will...".
"The boy looks like Victor," the man cut in.
The assistant turned his head to look at the boy in the car.
The boy had already looked away.
Even more, the window had been rolled up partially so that only half of the boy’s face could be seen.
Inside the car
"Joey, what are you looking at?" Roger asked, who was sitting in the driver’s seat.
"Oh, nothing," said Joey.
He looked away and rolled up the window.
"I’m just wondering why my mommy hasn’t cback yet.She’s taking too long in the bathroom."
Roger laughed and said, "She should be here soon.Why are you already hungry, Joey?"
"No."
Joey shook his head and looked out of the window again.He didn’t tell Roger the truth.He was not really wondering why his
mommy hadn’t cback yet.He was looking out of the window because he was waiting for someone.
Sadly, he didn’t see whom he wanted so much to see.
Joey told himself that he didn’t care about it.
If Victor abandoned him, then he didn’t want him either.He wouldn’t treat Victor as his father.He hadn’t had his father’s
companionship in the past three years.
It was not a big deal for him.
But Joey couldn’t help but hope his father would cout and tell him that he was joking that day, or perhaps tell him that there
were other reasons.
Joey had been having this ambivalent feeling towards Victor for a month and a half now.
The boy sighed.He rolled down the window again and saw a man.
His eyes lit up.
His surprise at seeing the man was fleeting, though.
The man was not Victor, but he looked like Victor.
Joey tried to look at the man more closely.
"He looks familiar," Joey said almost to himself.
He wished he could see the man more clearly.He couldn’t remember where he had seen the man before.
"Achoo!" Joey sneezed.
"Joey, don’t get so close to the window.You might catch a cold," Roger said as he quickly rolled up the window and turned up the
heat in the car.
Joey nodded and moved himself to the middle of the car seat.
When he looked out of the window again, he didn’t see the man anymore.Instead, he saw Rachel walking towards the car.
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