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Chapter 1428 A Search
“All right! We shall proceed with your commands. Since you’re now Ms. Moore’s personal bodyguard, you’ll be fully
in charge of the rest of the matters. As for the other bodyguards, Morrison will bring you to select them after Ms.
Moore’s discharge from the hospital.”
“Sure.” Vinson nodded in acknowledgment. Of course, he had to put in extra hard work at the selection of
bodyguards for Arielle.
After, Dylan sat down and engaged in a small talk with Arielle for a while longer.
He was like a father as he asked her if she needed anything, wished to eat anything or do anything, and what
interests she had.
In any case, he had thrown a lot of questions for a really long time.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtArielle could not get used to Dylan’s enthusiasm. However, at the thought that he was the leader of the nation yet
had once lowered his status to be her tour guide, she reckoned it was not a good idea to brush him off, so she
eventually shared with him her interests truthfully. When Dylan received the answers he wanted, he left joyfully.
He had made such a hasty visit this round mainly because he wanted to check on Arielle himself. Having verified
that she had sustained only minor injuries and was not in a life-threatening condition, he could finally be at ease.
About half an hour later, various types and sizes of fruit baskets filled the entire ward. Someone claiming to be
Dylan’s personal chef also paid his visit, explaining that he would be entirely in charge of Arielle’s meals during her
stay in the hospital.
Arielle and Vinson exchanged glances. What does that supposed to mean?
The man picked up a tropical fruit in his hand, with puzzlement written across his face. “Don’t you think His Majesty
behaves rather odd toward you?”
Arielle nodded firmly. “Yes, indeed!”
She shared the same sentiments—that Dylan had viewed her with high importance.
“Do you think he knows something about your father?” Vinson finally popped the question after staying silent for a
long moment.
Arielle cocked an eyebrow and looked at him. “Why would you say that?”
She could not even bear to think of that!
“It’s none other than his attitude toward you that raises my suspicions,” Vinson solemnly said as he gazed into her
eyes. “The fact that he can use His Majesty’s name to study abroad at Chanaea implies that this person has a good
relationship with His Majesty. Even if he gets exposed that he’s not the real Dylan, he won’t be held accountable for
the consequences.”
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The more he analyzed, the more he thought he made sense.
Arielle was dumbstruck by Vinson’s words. Could it be like what Vinson says?
However, on second thought, she reckoned that scenario was impossible. If His Majesty is acquainted with my
father, why didn’t he tell me anything while I’m here for so long?
“Vinson, your analysis sounds so logical I almost believe you. But I don’t think that’s truly the case. If he has news
about my father, why didn’t he tell me about it despite my time here?” Arielle raised a brow and stared at the man
as she spoke. That inevitably made him doubtful of whether he had indeed analyzed it wrongly.
Standing up, Vinson peeled an apple and passed it to Arielle. “Well, that makes sense too. Let’s change our
direction and continue searching, then.”
Arielle bobbed her head since she had coincidentally thought the same way.
“Following my original plan, I’m thinking of investigating in secret. But I don’t think this method works anymore
since his name is fake. Our only lead is his photo.” She paused slightly before adding, “Let’s do a high-profile
search. Print copies of his photos and paste them along the streets. I’m sure he’ll contact us if he sees it.”
She believed that was the only way out at that point.
Conversely, Vinson frowned, an obvious sign that he was against her idea.
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