Chapter 268
At first, he considered approaching her with warmth, but then thought such behavior hardly befitted his position as president,
The more time he spent with Aria, the easier it would be for her to find leverage against him. Better to keep his distance and treat her with cold indifference.
Culver knew all about the feud between Aria and Hannah, and had guessed why Hannah came to him.
Usually, he would have just ignored her, but now they shared a common goal.
“You kicked Mr. Harmon’s daughter and still have time to come see me?” Culver took a sip of water, his manner deliberately lofty.
Hannah hadn’t expected him to know about it and looked embarrassed. “Dr. Webster, there’s been a misunderstanding, !…”
Culver reached out to cut her off. “Cut the crap.”
Hannah gripped her clothes tightly, her face twisted in conflict. Through gritted teeth, she said, “I suspect Aria is a murderer.”
“What?” Culver sprang up from his chair, shock written all over his face.
Hannah repeated what she had heard, then added, “The victim’s identity has been confirmed. He was an insurance agent from Briteron who had been working out of town for years. The police have kept the news under wraps.”
Culver’s gaze sharpened. “And what does this have to do with Aria?”
“The victim was Simon Tate, the younger brother of Aria’s adoptive mother.”
A smirk tugged at Hannah’s lips before she quickly suppressed it, realizing something. “Simon was involved in that insurance fraud case years ago.”
After a long conversation with Culver, Hannah returned to her place, barely able to contain her excitement.
Trying to steady herself, she quickly dialed Liam’s number. “Liam, are you busy these days?”
Liam shook his head. “Not really.”
Thanks to Lucius’s impressive abilities, he’d resolved an equipment malfunction and closed two major deals within just a week of taking office. Daniel
trusted him more than ever.
With the pressure off, Liam felt much more at ease and was eager to join the new virus research project. “Hannah, I’ll come to Jamelan the day after
tomorrow.”
Since bringing the medical books back, Aria hadn’t touched them.
The three books lay quietly on her desk, still sealed in plastic wrap.
Reaching out, she peeled off the plastic wrap and picked up the first volume.
The ancient leather cover and yellowed pages suggested it was one of Todd School’s treasured medical manuscripts, handed down through generations.
Compared to the first, the second book’s cover was noticeably newer, with the handwritten words “Acupuncture Therapy” on it.
That was the old traditional medicine practitioner’s handwriting.
As her fingers brushed the medical book, she felt a distinct bump.
She froze, then hastily opened the book to reveal a meticulously carved recess containing a vibrant red seal.
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It was unconventional in shape flat, with “Todd School” engraved at its center.
Intricate, exquisite patterns surrounded the two characters.
Could this be Todd School’s official seal?‘ she wondered, her heart pounding.
Aria picked up the bloodstone seal and held it up to the light.
‘I only tagged along with the old traditional medicine practitioner for three or four years, and he left me something this important?‘ she wondered.
If Culver was meant to be Todd School’s successor, why didn’t the old traditional medicine practitioner just give him these three medical books?
Aria’s expression grew serious. She picked up her phone, opened her chat with Owen, and typed, (Do you know much about Tristan?]
Owen had just stepped out of the show his phone lit up.
It was a message from Aria.
water droplets trickling down his hair. He grabbed a towel to dry off and was about to blow–dry his hair when
He considered calling her, but when his eyes drifted to the living room and saw Caleb sitting on the couch, he hesitated.
After a moment’s pause, he gave up on the voice call and typed instead. [Tristan’s full of vitality–witty, cheerful, and always in good spirits.]
Tristan was always smiling and full of energy, but in the photo, he looked alarmingly gaunt–almost unrecognizable.
Owen: [I know which sanatorium he’s at. It’s in Kanit City. Let’s visit him after the epidemic is over.]
Aria: [Okay. Thanks.]
Aria pulled up a private investigator’s website and transferred 30 thousand dollars, typing, [Investigate Culver thoroughly.]
‘He’s probably after me,‘ she thought. ‘He wants the seal.‘
Aria curled her lips into a cold smile as she logged into a jewelry shop and placed an order.
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