Chapter 1420 I Do Not Need To Hear Any Explanation
That night after showering, Quentin heard a ping coming from his phone—he received a notification.
He was clad in a bathrobe and strode over to his table to pick up his phone.
[President Hall, I’ve emailed you about Iris’s movements over the last two days.]
Putting his phone down, Quentin powered up his laptop and entered his email account.
The email started with Iris’s itinerary for yesterday. She was at her ramen shop the whole day, only leaving for a while to head over to the supermarket before going home.
Everything seemed normal yesterday.
Today was the same, she was at her ramen shop. However, she went out in the afternoon to a café. The person she met up with came as a surprise for Quentin.
He narrowed his eyes when he saw Isabelle Shachbury’s name.
He remembered coming home to see Iris in an extremely frightened state. She claimed that she had a nightmare but Quentin was not easily fooled. She would not appear that frightful if it were just a bad dream.
He guessed that
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