Chapter 0088
Victor rambled on, but Dylan only latched onto one word, “Woman?”
“Yeah…” Victor frowned, suddenly realizing something, “Wait, you didn’t even know if T was a man or woman? Then why would she say you knew her information?”
Dylan set down his glass. “Didn’t know before, but I do now.”
Victor looked exasperated. “So, what did you know before this?”
“She has the last name Frost.”
“Who told you that?”
“I guessed.” Dylan shrugged.
Some people just liked to use the last letter of their surname as their alias, as Suzy did. He remembered a time his grandmother insisted he accompany her on an errand, and they’d come across a young girl begging on the street,
Suzy had not only helped her on the spot but continued to send the girl care packages, always signing with a single “T.” One uppercase, one lowercase. So, he made a wild guess.
When Suzy received Victor’s response, she felt defeated. “Well, his guess was annoyingly
accurate.”
She’d considered every possible scenario, only to let the truth slip over an unproven hunch. It was a reminder that she’d have to be even more cautious around Dylan from now
- on.
It was true he knew a little more than before, but it wasn’t anything substantial. Even if his guesses were spot–on, there was no way he could get the full picture of her life. In his mind, she was still just an ordinary person, especially after reviewing the “report” she’d
sent him.
This report held a bit more information than the last one she’d “let slip,” showcasing a level of profess that wouldn’t disappoint. After all, she wouldn’t let herself ruin her own reputation.
She called Allen. “I’ll send you a script in a bit. Find a few people to rehearse it with.”
Allen sounded baffled. “Script? What kind of script?”
Suzy didn’t elaborate. “I’ll send it over–set it up as soon as possible.”
“What’s so urgent?” Allen skimmed through the document at lightning speed and then remarked, “Your scripts just get more and more outrageous.”
“Got a problem with it? You take over, then!”
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“Wouldn’t dream of it,” Allen quickly changed the subject. “There’s finally a lead on the missing surveillance footage from the clothing store.”
At the time, Claude had been ambushed from behind with his head covered, so he hadn’t seen a thing.
The store’s master recording had conveniently disappeared, and the exterior cameras were already out of order. As for the staff, they had airtight alibis–a fire had broken out in the storage room during the incident, pulling everyone away to deal with it. Clearly, this had been a carefully orchestrated setup.
But now, with the surveillance footage resurfacing…
they’re baiting us, let’s see if their bait’s worth the bite,” Suzy replied.
“Got it,” Allen confirmed, then added, “You publicly embarrassed Helena and Anne. Given Martin’s temper, he’s not likely to let this go. But there’s one thing I really didn’t
“Oh?” Suzy asked casually. “What’s that?”
expect.”
“That bastard Dylan actually stepped in to help you.”
“You must be losing it,” Suzy replied, incredulous. “He was clearly helping Anne. It’s surprising enough he didn’t take the chance to kick me while I was down. No way he’d help
- me.
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“He might have looked like he was helping Anne, but he was really covering for you. After all, Martin’s not someone you want to cross. If Dylan hadn’t intervened, you wouldn’t have gotten away so easily. Tell me, boss, do you think that bastard Dylan might be hoping to rekindle things with you?”
Suzy was silent.
