Chapter 194
Chapter 194:
They resembled two strategists at a chessboard, each trying to outwit the other, yet neither gaining any real advantage.
“He’s like a father to me,” Janice said, turning to look out the window. “He’s been with me as long as I can remember. He taught me how to learn, imparted wisdom, and shaped who I am today.”
Upon hearing this, Aiden felt a heavy weight in his heart as a rush of thoughts started to come together. “Is he Glenn Haynes, the director of Generous Lives Orphanage?”
Janice raised an eyebrow. “You’re quite informed, Aiden.”
Aiden’s lips pressed together. The realization that Janice intended to visit Glenn stirred complex feelings within him. He had instructed Braylen to gather information on the key figure at Auburn Hospital, who was Glenn.
Was it possible that Janice’s last visit to Auburn Hospital was also to see Glenn? That would explain a lot.
“Did you also go to Auburn Hospital last time?” Aiden asked, a mix of eagerness and curiosity in his voice.
“Yes,” Janice said candidly. “I went because Glenn was seriously ill and required surgery.”
She chose her words carefully, neither confirming her exact role during the hospital visit nor denying it outright.
She understood Aiden’s brilliance.
The more she tried to conceal, the more discrepancies would emerge. Honesty was the best policy.
While revealing her identity wasn’t a major issue for her—given that her marriage to Aiden was merely contractual—it was prudent to maintain discretion to avoid complications.
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Aiden massaged his temples, feeling a wave of disappointment after confirming Janice’s visit to Auburn Hospital.
What was he expecting? Was he secretly hoping Janice was the one who had performed surgery on Glenn? Even if Janice really had medical skills, what would that confirm? That she was the same woman who had saved him? The idea sent a shiver down his spine.
Was he, deep down, hoping that Janice was the woman who had once saved his life? How could that even be possible? It felt like his thoughts were spiraling out of control.
Aiden pushed aside his swirling thoughts and changed the topic. “Have you checked out Carman’s latest song?”
Janice looked intrigued. “Aiden, do you actually follow showbiz?”
“I don’t believe he wrote that song himself.”
Janice’s curiosity heightened. “What makes you think that?”
“Just a feeling!” Aiden replied, avoiding Janice’s gaze. He wasn’t about to reveal that he recognized the tune from a different piano composition.
After their recent conversation, he had someone monitor her, and a video of Janice playing the piano confirmed his suspicion that he knew very little about her. This assured, poised, and beautiful woman was not just a designer but also an accomplished pianist.
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