Chapter 412

False News I looked at the phone, and there was new information. It stated that Harmony had acute cholecystitis.

Even the attending physician had given an interview.

Atlas had successfully removed me from this incident entirely. It was clear he intended to show the world that Harmony was ill, with no connection to me.

I couldn’t understand why he would go to such lengths. Why did he bring me to the hospital if he didn’t want anyone to know we were connected? Was it really necessary to conceal my medical condition and change the doctor? 1 It seemed like an inconsequential detail. What would it matter if everyone knew about my illness? It wasn’t even really an illness, just a case of amnesia.

I paused. Could this be related to my amnesia? No, it couldn’t be.

My mind was filled with surreal images, various versions of what I might have missed as a child. There were pictures of Annalise and Stella, scenes from when I fell off a motorcycle, and more…

Those images were strange, and they gave me a slight headache. I took a deep breath to calm myself down.

I feared triggering a severe headache. The pain was dreadful. Yet, the images gradually appearing before me filled me with an inexplicable dread.

Seeing my complexion change again, Lauren quickly changed the subject, saying. “Let’s switch topics.

You’re planning to meet Jared, right? It might not be so easy.”

I might have forgotten about it if she hadn’t brought it up. This was something that needed to be resolved quickly.

“Why?” I looked at Lauren.

“He keeps a low profile, and very few can contact him. It’s not like you can just arrange a meeting with him as you please,” Lauren explained. “Even if you had his number, there’s no guarantee you’ll be able to reach him. It’s tricky!”

Well, how will we know if we don’t try? If we find his number, I’ll call him!” I refused to back down. “He can’t stay hidden forever.”

“We found his number Lauren checked her phone and sent it to me. I dialed his number immediately.

The phone rang for a long time with no answer: I was getting nervous as I waited for a response.

Just as I was about to give up, there was a click, and someone picked up. A magnetic baritone voice.

came through. “Hello?”

It was a simple word with a powerful presence. For a moment, I was stunned until he asked again.

“Hello?”

I quickly responded, “Hello! Is this Mr. Jared?”

“It is,” came the brief reply.

“I’m a friend of Ivanna’s, and I’d love to meet with you!” I said it politely, but I did not reveal what kind of friend I was to Ivanna.

There was a brief silence on the other end before he agreed to my request. “Alright. Let’s meet at Vanderberg Palace. 5 p.m.”

I cast a glance at Lauren. I hadn’t expected him to choose Vanderberg Palace.

“Alright!“I agreed readily.

After hanging up the phone, I got up and told Lauren, “It’s set! He’s arranged to meet at Vanderberg Palace!

“Vanderberg Palace?” Lauren repeated it in surprise. “He’s going there too?”

We exchanged a knowing look. Vanderberg Palace was indeed a place with its share of stories.

“Ivanna holds a significant weight in his eyes.”

“I’ll go with you. After you’re done talking, we can grab a bite there!” Lauren prepared to leave with me.

“It looks like Bella is something! You were right–she’s not to be underestimated,” I said while putting on my clothes.

“All those big shots call her Snoopy,” Lauren said with a meaningful look. “In the industry, when they talk about Snoopy, they’re talking about her!”

“I’ve met her!” I told Lauren. “Guess what happened?”

Lauren narrowed her eyes at me, surprised. “You met her? Please don’t tell me you… instantly hit it off!”

It was exactly that!” I smiled at her. “But I never expected that Jared would choose this location.”

Lauren raised an eyebrow. “Bella is a player in this game! Chlo, keep in touch with her. It’s better safe than nens statement rang true. Deep down, I felt Bella might be my benefactor. I I arrived at Vanderberg Palace ahead of time. To my surprise, Jared had already reserved a room. This room was not open to the public, showing that in this place, Jared held even more sway than Atticus.

I walked straight into the room, waiting for Jared’s arrival.