Chapter 1052
When Love Comes Late
âIâm fine.
You should get some sleep now.
â
Stella read the message, and a sense of relief settled in.
Instead of heading home after leaving the set, Matthew returned to the company.
Fernando, still at work, noticed his pained expression and poured him a glass of water.
Concerned, he suggested, âSir, itâs getting late.
You should head home and rest if youâre feeling unwell.
â
âThereâs no need,â Matthew replied without shifting his focus, his voice resolute.
âIâve already taken medicine.
Forget about everything else and keep your eyes on the task Iâve given you.
â
Fernando nodded silently and turned to leave.
Efficient as ever, he swiftly offered Matthew a document detailing all the candidates associated with Sprague.
As Matthew flipped through the pages, his gaze landed on one person whose features vaguely resembled his own.
His eyes clouded over, and he muttered the mame beneath the photograph.
âBenny Clifford.
â
Seeing Matthew stuck in contemplation, his eyes fixed on the photos, Fernando leaned in and asked in a low voice, âMr.
Clark, is everything okay?â
Pointing at Bennyâs name, Matthew replied, âLook into this guy.
Get me as much info as possible.
â
Fernando nodded.
About half an hour later, he handed over the document.
As Matthew skimmed through, a frown crept onto his face.
He glanced up at Fernando and questioned, âIs this all weâve got?â
âYes.
â Fernando nodded with a slight sheen of sweat.
âWe pulled every string we could, but thereâs barely anything on this man.
â
Matthew kept his thoughts to himself, his eyes locked on Bennyâs photo.
It seemed Benny had gone to some lengths to hide his background.
Maybe Benny wasnât even his real name.
Matthewâs expression got more intense, memories of the man who sent a gift to Luciaâs birthday and Spragueâs mysterious words swirling in his mind.
Benny might be blood-related to him.
Feeling the shift in Matthewâs mood, Fernando asked, âMr.
Clark, everything alright? Should I dig deeper?â
Matthew refocused, his gaze clearing.