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Facade of Love

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Chapter 112 Looking for Someone

“Just sit and wait here,” Liam suggested, sliding a cup of tea my way.

I was freaking out on the inside, but 1 knew frealding out would not help, so I plopped

down beside him and took a tentative sip of the tea.

I had not even swallowed when Noah’s gruff voice boomed from outside. “Is Mr. Young

here yet? Get our finest tea ready for Mr. Young, pronto!”

He was already striding in as he called out.

These seasoned players from the corridors of power always know how to make an

entrance.

The moment he stepped in, he was all smiles, hustling over to Liam with his hand

outstretched. “Mr Young, you should’ve told me you were coming. I would’ve rolled out the

red carpet for you!”

Liam gave a small, knowing smile and shook his hand lightly “Just got a bit bored at home,

so 1 thought I’d drop by for some fun and maybe ask for a little favor.”

Noah perked up immediately. “Anything you want, just name it. I’ll make sure you have a

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blast. But a favor? That sounds serious. What could you possibly need from me, Mr.

Young?”

Liam cut to the chase. “A friend of my sister’s went missing around here recently. I need

you to get some people on it, help us find her.”

Noah’s face froze for a second, and he glanced my way, eyes narrowing. He had noticed

me the moment he walked in, but this guy was clever–he kept on smiling like he had not

seen a thing.

When Liam mentioned my name, the guy finally looked at me properly. His eyes widened

in surprise. “Isn’t this a familiar face? You are…?”

I was not in the mood for small talk. “Yvette. Nice to see you, Mr. Lanier.”

Noah’s face froze for a second, and then he blurted out, “Oh, it’s you! Moore’s little sister,

right? I knew I recognized you. I’ve been overseas for the last couple of years and just

returned. I haven’t had a chance to drop by and see your folks yet. How are they holding

up?”

I bit my l*p. He was playing dumb, as usual, pretending he did not know what was going

on with the

Scotts

Holding back my annoyance, I managed to say, “They’re doing well, thanks.”

He nodded. “Good to hear, I’ll make sure to visit them soon. Send them my best, will

you?”

I forced a smile, but inside, I was cringing at his act.

Liam watched the whole exchange with a cool detachment. “Since we’re all friends here,

Mr. Lanier, maybe you can help us out with a little problem?”

Noah laughed lightly, turning to me. “So, little sis, you mentioned a friend of yours got lost

around

here? This place is pretty out of most people’s way, so not many people come by, and

those who do come in through the front door. What’s their name? I’ll have someone look

into it. If they’ve been hanging out and lost track of time, I’d like to give them a heads–

up.”

He was a pro at playing the fool.

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“Sweety. She’s a journalist,” I said flatly, pulling out my phone to show him Sweety’s

picture.

He took a quick look at the photo and grinned. “Journalists don’t usually show up around

here, and I don’t recognize the name. Hang on while I get someone to check it out.”

He called out to the door, “Mr. Ziegler, step inside, please.”

In a flash, Mr. Ziegler appeared, all smiles and nods. “What’s up, Mr. Lanier?”

Noah handed him a photo. “Take a look. If you’ve seen this girl around, tell her it’s time to

head home.

Mr. Ziegler glanced at the photo, his face flickering with something unspoken before he

grinned. Nope, no one like that here. I know everyone who comes and goes. A new face?

I’d definitely remember, and she’s not one I’ve seen.”

I bit my l*p. This guy was not going to make it easy for us.

Without a word, I turned to Liam. He’d been quiet, just taking it all in. Catching my look,

he stayed

cool as a cucumber.

“Fine. If she’s not here, we drop it,” Liam said casually. “But hey, Mr. Lanier, I heard the

view from your castle’s top floor is killer on a sunny day like this. Mind if we take a peek?”