BuzzNovelChapter 853
Jason glanced at the lawyer as he spoke.
The lawyer instantly understood, standing up, "Mr. Thaddeus, President Ashbourne, since Mr. Mark Griffith has
entrusted me, | will spare no effort in handling Mr. Griffith's case. | won't intrude any longer; | shall take my leave
now."
Jason politely saw the lawyer out, and Evadne immediately picked up the documents to share with Thaddeus:
"This is what | had Jason look for, Wayne's information."
Thaddeus raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Evadne, you're thinking along the slines as me. | was planning to
delve into S-Star Group next and then focus on Wayne. You're so sharp."
As he spoke, he couldn't resist, and lightly pecked her on the lips, once, then again.
“Hmph, if | weren't sharp, how could | keep up with you?"
Evadne coquettishly pouted, then leaned in to press her cheek against his, "This is a tough battle, | can't just
push everything onto you, | want to help share the burden."
In that moment, Thaddeus felt a sourness in his eyes and warmth in his heart.
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He wished his beloved was less driven, more laid-back, just needing his pampering.
Evadne's passion and ambition made him feel guilty for not providing her a more peaceful life.
Evadne scrutinized the documents, then narrowed her eyes:
"Mrs. Jones has Alzheimer's?"
Jason nodded seriously: "Yes. After finding out about this, | secretly visited the nursing hwhere Mrs. Jones
stays, and learned more about their situation. The caretakers there say that Director-General Wayne and Mrs.
Jones have an incredibly deep bond. Despite her many years of illness and her inability to care for herself,
Director-General Wayne has remained devoted, taking on even the most exhausting tasks himself. It's both
touching and heart-wrenching to witness." This intelligence was unexpected for both Thaddeus and Evadne.
Wayne, with his high position and charming looks, just reaching his prime, had a promising future. Many women
were drawn to him, hoping to replace his wife and becthe glamorous spouse of a high-ranking official.
However, to their surprise, Director-General Wayne was incredibly loyal to his wife, maintaining a clean personal
and political life without any blemish.
No matter how you looked at it, he was an exemplary man, a faithful husband. "How is Mrs. Jones doing now?"
Evadne asked, still perusing the documents. "Not well."
Jason's frown deepened, "Her Alzheimer's is quite severe. Director-General Wayne has drained his savings for her
treatment, having visited renowned hospitals worldwide, but to no avail.
The nursing staff say Mrs. Jones no longer recognizes him at all now. Shave even seen Director-General
Wayne secretly wiping away tears in the hallway."
Though not personally involved, Evadne felt uncomfortable hearing this.
"So, his secret cooperation with Avery, it's for that elusive new drug," Thaddeus said. His gentle side only
showed with his loved ones; he was always rational and cold to others. "Even if he wants to save his wife, that
can't justify his involvement in Avery's dirty dealings."
"Human nature is never just black or white," Evadne sighed resignedly, her gaze dimming slightly. "I wonder, if |
were in his shoes, would | also take such risks? | think | might do the same."
"Evadne, you wouldn't," Thaddeus took her hand, their fingers intertwining tightly. "You're not selfish, and you
don't have the heart to be cruel. You are the kindest person | know."
"Ah, if that's the case, then Wayne might indeed be capable of anything," Jason also put himself in the scenario,
suddenly realizing something, his eyes widened. "Anyone who obstructs the development of the new drug could
be in danger!"
Thaddeus' eyes narrowed, "It seems, Lionel's situation might also be linked to him."
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Evadne and Thaddeus exchanged looks, her lips curling slightly, “It seems we need to pay a visit to Mrs. Jones
soon."
Jeff had notified Avery to meet him, but Avery, being temperamental, didn't show up until late afternoon.
The secretary led him into the Chairman's office, where Harvey was waiting outside.
The atmosphere inside was tense. Jeff sat on the sofa, his gaze dark and intense as he stared at Avery: "Why did
you cso late?”
"Didn't you see? | got hurt, had to go to the hospital," Avery replied, a mock smile on his face, pointing to his
bandaged ear.
To meet with Jeff, he had re-dressed his wounds carefully, determined not to be the laughingstock.
Jeff sneered coldly at him, "Aren't you usually the one biting others? | didn't expect you to have a day of being
bitten by a dog."
Avery's smile grew colder.
This was undoubtedly an insult; Jeff was calling him a dog.
"What have you been up to lately? Should I tell you, or will you confess?" Jeff
asked, his anger barely contained as he glared at him.
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