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Chase nodded. “There was one patient who was pretty difficult. Transferred in from another province. I just finished the second surgery today. Might be more to come.”
“You’re already the honorary chief, and your surgeries are still packed like this? Aren’t you worried you’ll get overwhelmed?” the other person asked.
“I still prefer being on the operating table,” Chase said calmly. “Melody helps me handle the hospital affairs.”
“After all, being a doctor was your dream and your main profession,” the person replied. “If it weren’t for Wendy, you probably would’ve stayed focused just on medicine. Who would’ve thought you’d get dragged into business too? From now on, Melody will attend these meetings for you. Today’s just the first time–you just need to show your face.”
At Typhoon Corp, Mario went by the name Peter. He had been standing outside taking a call. When the time seemed about right, he pushed open the door and reminded the two inside.
“Time to head out,” he said. .
“Coming,” Chase replied.
After Caesar left, Chase crouched down and picked up a strand of Caesar’s hair from the floor. It had accidentally been pulled out earlier–Chase saw it fall with his own eyes, so there was no way he got the wrong one.
In a high–end club like this, the floors were spotless. You couldn’t even see a speck of dust, let alone a stray hair. As soon as they left the room, someone would come in right after to clean.
Chase had already gotten confirmation from Waylon–Aimee really had been picked up off the street.
During the meeting, neither Wendy nor Chase had much to say. They sat together, chatting about unrelated things.
“You got the hair?” Wendy asked.
Chase nodded and patted his pocket. “Saw it fall with my own eyes.”
“Caesar’s having hair loss issues?” she joked.
Chase laughed. Just picturing Caesar going bald made it hard not to laugh.
“There’s no baldness gene in Caesar’s family,” Chase said. “This strand was pulled out by accident. The follicle at the root is still fresh–looks really healthy.”
Wendy asked, “If Aimee really turns out to be Caesar’s sister, that’s way too dramatic. He’s been looking for her for years, all over the world, and found nothing. And now, because of the Harrison family’s case, she just turns up. I’m honestly scared Caesar might flip sides.”
Everything in the world happened by accident, and Caesar was no exception.
The meeting lasted three hours. During the break, people came out for tea, and those who were interested paired off to talk in private rooms for potential future connections.
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Fenon International was definitely present.
The Harrison family, of course, had both Larry and Henry there.
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Just seeing the two of them made it obvious: the person Waylon caught wasn’t useful. Probably just a runner -someone paid to do the dirty work, with no clue who the real culprit was.
They found a small private room to drink tea and rest.
“If I knew it’d be this boring, I wouldn’t have come,” Caesar grumbled. “At international conferences, at least you see some blondes with blue eyes. Why is it just a bunch of old men here?
Mario glanced at him. “There are some. Didn’t you see the ones in dresses at the entrance?
“They’re clearly already taken,” Caesar observed. “Didn’t you notice how their eyes were all locked onto one specific guy? Anyone working in a place like this has to have a sponsor.”
“With your money, you could steal them all if you wanted,” Mario said lightly. “Do you want me to go get you one?”
“Forget it,” Caesar muttered.
Their dynamic was actually kind of funny. Lemon found it odd. “You two have been together for years. You talk about stuff like this so openly?”
“Yeah,” Mario said casually. “Men are simpler than women. You think I’d get jealous just because he checked out a few pretty faces? I’ve got better things to do.”
Wendy added, “Caesar just appreciates women–he’s not actually interested in them.”
She could tell that from a young age. Caesar and Wendy had grown up together. If he really liked women, there was no way he wouldn’t have had a thing for someone like Wendy, who was gorgeous and always around him.
There was hot coffee and snacks on the coffee table in the center of the room. Mario got coffee for everyone, then picked up a snack for himself.
Lemon said, “I saw Larry and Henry standing really far apart earlier. Looks like they’ve officially fallen out. Not even pretending anymore.”
“I used to think I understood Henry pretty well,” Wendy said with a sigh. “But looking back, what I saw was just the version he wanted people to see. I never saw the real him.” She turned to Mario. “Chase and I suspect there’s someone behind the Harrison family, pulling the strings. Even back when Henry was sent abroad for a political marriage, it might’ve been that person’s idea.”
Mario nodded. “From what I remember, my father was always on guard against someone. No offense, but the current heirs of the Harrison family aren’t worth worrying about. If someone managed to make my father nervous, they must be something else.”
Male or female–no one knew. No one knew their identity either.
This person had been smart enough to stay hidden behind the Harrison family all this time, never once showing their real face in public.
