Chapter 1035

He paused before continuing, “Furthermore, intelligence suggests Marcus has frequented Peninsula

Villa of late. Concealed within its confines must be secrets of significance. We ought to apprehend an

individual there and extract from them Marcus’ purpose within.”

Bruce held the documents, grappling with an array of emotions.

The revelations from Jonah undoubtedly detonated within Bruce. The individual he had unfailingly

honored as his grandmother held no genuine familial connection to him.

Moreover, he had recently witnessed her expression twisted in repulsion, directed toward Jonah.

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

Despite Bruce’s reluctance to embrace this truth, he found himself compelled to concede the accuracy

of Jonah’s words. Failing to seize certain opportunities would invariably render them forever lost.

“Take care of yourself. I comprehend my course of action.” Clutching the documents, Bruce exited the

room.

In Peninsula Villa..

Mavis unveiled a petite container as a car pulled in from the exterior. In short order, Derek entered the

scene.

Lowering the box, Mavis extended a warm greeting to Derek.

“Derek, is your purpose here Harlan-related?”

Each time Marcus arrived to undergo his medicinal regimen, Derek shadowed closely behind.

Gradually, Mavis and Derek’s acquaintance matured.

Furthermore, Mavis deduced that Derek and Harlan possessed a long- standing association, implying a

profound familiarity.

This presented an opportunity for Mavis to glean insights about Harlan from Derek.

“Hello.” Derek reciprocated her nod.

“I’m not seeking him out. My objective is to collect the doctor.”

Radiating a genial smile, Mavis remarked, “Kindly wait a moment. He’s likely packing his belongings.”

“Of course.” Derek settled into a seat in the living area.

Mavis, seizing the moment, initiated an inquiry into Harlan’s background.

“Derek, might you share some aspects of Harlan’s past?”

Derek’s brow furrowed, rendered momentarily speechless by Mavis ‘ She was in her persistence.

unrelenting pursuit.

Mavis had made several attempts to unearth Harlan’s history, only to have her endeavors thwarted by

Harlan himself, who promptly diverted him away.

Harlan was a frigid and ruthless figure. How had Mavis fallen under his spell?

Were the venerable Smith family elders cognizant that their cherished daughter was entranced by a

chilling assassin, they’d assuredly reclaim her and confine her away from his clutches.

“Derek?” Observing Derek’s distant demeanor, Mavis pressed on.