His unwanted wife, the world's coveted genius - Chapter 1101

Chapter 1101:

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Timothy grinned. “Of course!”

After exchanging contact details and deciding on the meeting place in two days with Timothy, Holley left the café, her mind in turmoil. On the way back, her face remained twisted with frustration.

Without hesitation, she pulled out her phone and called Baker.

But Baker was tied up. His response was curt. “We’ll talk when I get back tonight.” And just like that, he hung up. Frustrated, Holley had no choice but to wait.

At the CEO’s office of Triumph Consortium,

Gordon pushed open the door and stepped inside.

Approaching the desk, he stood with unwavering respect and reported, “Mr. Clark, we’ve identified the individual responsible for framing Diego’s son, Milford Alvarado. After thorough interrogation and investigation, we’ve uncovered some significant leads.”

Lucas, seated behind his desk, arched an eyebrow, silently signaling for Gordon to continue.

After a brief silence, Gordon said, “The person admitted to receiving an anonymous phone call instructing him to frame Milford. They offered a million for that. However, the caller used a voice modulator, distorting their voice beyond recognition. There was no way to determine whether the voice belonged to a man or a woman. We investigated thoroughly. Both the person who contacted the casino and the one who reached out to Diego used untraceable SIM cards. No leads to follow.”

Gordon’s expression turned serious as he glanced at Lucas before continuing, “The payment was made through a ghost account. However, our team managed to track the IP address… It led us straight to the country Griyh Crait.”

“Griyh Crait?” Lucas’ voice was calm, yet beneath it lay an undeniable edge of suspicion.

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“Yes,” Gordon confirmed with a nod.

Lucas exhaled slowly, his sharp mind already processing the implications. His older brother, Kane, had been in Griyh Crait recently. And now, as if by sheer coincidence, the digital trail led to the very same place.

But Lucas didn’t believe in coincidences.

“Look into Kane,” Lucas ordered, his voice low and firm.

“Understood.” With that, Gordon turned on his heel and left the room.

Lucas’ expression hardened, his entire demeanor turning cold as he contemplated the matter.

That night, at Belinda’s place.

Since Lucas was scheduled to have his blood drawn for testing tomorrow, Belinda had chosen not to stay overnight at the hospital with Kenia tonight. Instead, she had returned home to be with Lucas.

She wanted to be by his side—to offer him the unwavering support he had always given her.

As they sat together in the warm glow of the living room, Lucas told Belinda the results of Gordon’s investigation.

Belinda listened intently, her brows furrowing slightly as she processed the information.

“Kane? Why would he do something like that? What does he stand to gain from it?”

Lucas pressed his lips together for a moment, contemplating before responding, “The only logical explanation is that he wanted to drive a wedge between us. He probably assumed that if you were diagnosed with HIV, our relationship would fall apart. He believed my parents would never approve of our relationship under those circumstances. It would be the perfect way to make me suffer. Or worse—if you couldn’t bear the situation and did something reckless—he’d relish seeing me consumed by grief and regret.”

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