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Wade nced at K, sensing that something was off.
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“Hey, K, you …
He hesitated, as if he wanted to say something more
He just had this gut feeling that K seemed different somehow.
“What’s wrong, Wade?” <fn174c> ?????? ???? Find~Novel</fn174c>
A sh of panic crossed K’s eyes, but she quickly pulled herself together.
With a sweet, innocent smile, she turned to Wade as if nothing were wrong.
“It’s nothing. I’m probably just tired. I need to take a shower and get some rest.”
“You should. Kayden, Wade, you two must be wiped out after such a long flight. Go get some sleep.
“Howard and I will wait here for Justin and Dad toe back. I’ll let you know as soon as they get home.”
“Thanks, K.”
PTA
Russell was on his way home in the car.
He had just finished a social event and looked a bit worn out.
He hadn’t gone to one of those gatherings in ages.
Rubbing his brow, he let out a tired sigh.
Still, he had gotten something out of it–he’dnded a new partnership.
Now he just wanted to get home and see his kids, hoping it would make up for the stress of the day.
Just then, his phone rang.
When Russell saw who was calling, he froze.
<i>Wait </i>a <i>second</i><i>… </i>
<i>Isn’t </i><i>this </i><i>the </i><i>guy </i><i>I </i><i>sent </i><i>to </i>look <i>into </i><i>that </i><i>trending </i><i>news </i><i>back </i><i>then</i><i>? </i>
He’d nearly forgotten all about it.
Back when Tilda left home, Russell had his doubts about K because of what Tilda told him.
But eventually, those doubts faded, because K had shown such sincere emotion toward the Jensons.
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Now, because of this call, those doubts red up again.
Even if it was just a little.
Russell swallowed hard, feeling his heart start to race.
Thud. Thud.
It pounded so loudly, he could almost hear it echoing in the car.
It felt as if the phone in his hand had turned into Pandora’s box.
If I <i>open </i><i>it</i>. <i>I </i><i>might </i><i>unleash </i><i>a </i><i>disaster </i><i>that </i><i>will </i><i>destroy </i><i>everything</i>.
For a moment, Russell couldn’t bring himself to answer.
The driver nced at him in the rearview mirror and finally spoke up.
“Mr. Jenson, aren’t you going to answer that call?”
The car was a bit dim, so the driver couldn’t see Russell’s face clearly.
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He figured, since Russell hadn’t declined the call, maybe he wanted to take it, so he gently reminded him.
Jolted back to reality, Russell pressed his lips together and finally answered the phone.
“Hello?”
“Mr. Jenson, I’ve tracked down that chief editor. Also … based on what I’ve found so far, you should brace yourself for the worst.
“It looks like the trending news event was actually orchestrated by Ms. K herself.”
Russell didn’t respond.
His gut feeling had been right all along.
<i>I </i><i>really </i><i>should </i><i>have </i><i>left </i><i>this </i><i>Pandora’s </i><i>box </i><i>shut</i>.
<i>What’s </i><iing </i><i>out </i>now is <i>the </i>kind of <i>truth </i><i>I </i>never <i>wanted </i><i>to </i><i>face</i>.
“Mr. Jenson?”
When Russell stayed silent, the person on the other end called out again.
Even if it was hard to <b>face</b>, Russell had been the one who insisted on finding the truth.
“I understand… just focus on finding the chief editor first.”
“Yes, sir.”
The call ended.
The car soon pulled up at the Jenson Vi.
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“Mr. Jenson, we’ve arrived.”
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The driver spoke carefully.
After spending so many years working for Russell, even without knowing the details, he could feel the heaviness in the air.
Something bad must have happened–something Russell would have trouble epting.
“I’m tired. Let me sit here for a bit. Please don’t say anything.”
“Of course.”
Russell closed his eyes, leaned back against the seat, and tipped his chin up just slightly.
How <i>am </i>I <i>supposed </i><i>to </i><i>tell </i><i>the </i><i>rest </i><i>of </i><i>the </i><i>family </i><i>the </i><i>truth</i><i>? </i>
How <i>can </i><i>I </i><i>tell </i><i>them </i><i>that </i><i>we </i><i>really </i><i>wronged </i><i>Tilda</i>? <i>We </i><i>ndered </i><i>her </i><i>and </i><i>drove </i><i>her </i><i>away </i><i>from </i><i>the </i><i>Jensons</i>… <i>Oh</i>, <i>what </i><i>have </i>I <i>done</i><i>? </i>
<i>And </i>that <i>the </i><i>person </i><i>behind </i><i>all </i><i>of </i><i>it </i><i>was </i><i>the </i><i>daughter </i><i>we </i><i>never </i><i>once </i><i>suspected</i><i>–</i><i>K</i>.
How <i>do </i><i>I </i><i>even </i><i>begin </i>to <i>tell </i><i>them</i>?
<i>The </i><i>only </ifort I have left is that the chief <i>editor </i><i>hasn’t </i><i>been </i>caught yet. Hestlin
<i>Right </i><i>now</i>, <i>the </i><i>evidence </i><i>only </i><i>points </i>to <i>K </i><i>as </i><i>a </i><i>strong </i><i>suspect</i><i>. </i>
<i>But </i><i>deep </i>down, <i>I </i>know <i>I’m </i><i>only </i><i>lying </i>to <i>myself</i><i>. </i>
No <i>one </i><i>else </i><i>can </i><i>know </i><i>about </i><i>this </i><i>for </i>now.
<i>The </i><i>Jensons </i><i>finally </i><i>found </i><i>some </i><i>peace </i><i>after </i><i>Tilda </i><i>left</i>.
<i>I </i><i>can’t </i><i>let </i><i>that </i><i>hard</i>–won <i>peace </i><i>fall </i><i>apart</i>.
When Russell got home, Howard and K were still waiting in the living room.
“Dad, why are you home <i>so </ite? Was the party tiring?”
K looked at Russell with concern.
Russell wanted to answer, but the evidence from his investigation shed through his mind. He managed a weak smile. “Maybe so… it’s been a long time since I’ve been to that kind of party.”
Howard added, “Dad, if you’re ever too tired, just let me know. I can go in your ce.”
“I’m not that old yet. Actually, I closed a few good deals for the Jenson Group tonight.”
K’s eyes sparkled, and she pped her hands. “Dad, you’re amazing!”