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Chapter 1445
After a while, Julian turned around and left the courtyard.
The shocking scene from just now lingered in his mind. That was so for Noel, too. It was only after both of them got
into the car that they spoke almost at the same time.
"Mr. Fulcher, did you see that just now?”
"Noel, did you see that just now?”
Noel replied to Julian first. "I did. That man's house was filled with beer bottles. The smell of alcohol hit me the
moment he opened his door. It was so strong, I almost fainted.”
Noel's reply gave Julian some time to collect himself.
He pinched his thigh hard.
He could feel the pain. This proved that everything was real.
That was when he said, "What about the boss of the cafe? Did you see that?”
Noel fell silent.
He saw it.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBut he...didn’t dare say it.
Julian immediately understood. "Did you get a good look at his face?”
His voice was soft, as if he was mumbling to himself.
Despite that, the sound sent shock waves into the air.
Noel nodded. "I did.”
"He's not James," Julian, a good judge of character, concluded.
Be it the aura Isaac exuded, his gaze, and his personality, he was worlds apart from James.
"But... He looks identical to James," he added.
Julian thought about what the doctor said about family heredity after Diana got pregnant.
Twins.
That definitely ran in her family.
When Julian found out that James wasn't Diana's biological father, he found himself at a dead-end. When he saw
that man just now, a spark ignited in his mind as a clue seemingly emerged.
Agitation filled Julian's eyes.
"No."
He instructed Noel to drive back to the office to keep an eye over the programmers who were working full speed
ahead. Then, he took out his phone and called Diana and Betty.
To his frustration, no matter how many times he called, all he received were notifications that Diana's phone was
switched off, and that her number couldn’t be reached.
Left with no choice, Julian could only text Betty in hopes she was online on her tablet so she could tell him what was
wrong with their phones.
Yet, no one replied to his texts.
Julian grew more anxious, and started calling Jim.
Jim glanced at his phone, and rejected the call nonchalantly. He even told Simon, "A call from Julian.”
A smile crept up his face. "Strange. He’s already put Diana and Betty under my care. Why is he still calling me?
Doesn't he know how annoying he is?"
Simon furrowed his brows, then shook his head. After he took all the black pills Jim gave him, he couldn't speak or
hear.
No matter how hard he stared at Jim, all he could make out was the latter's lips opening and closing. He ran
through the movements in his mind, and finally pinned down on a keyword that kept appearing: Diana.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSimon's face changed. With trembling hands, he grabbed a pen and paper, and scribbled, "Don’t touch her."
Don’t touch Diana.
Otherwise, he would haunt Jim’s dreams after he died!
Jim wasn't afraid of ghosts, which he firmly believe to not exist. They were merely figments of people's imagination
that served to ignite fear.
Could ghosts be scarier than the human heart?
No matter how powerful an immortal was, could it be compared to someone standing on top of the food chain, with
all the power and authority humanly imaginable?
Being in that position was Jim's ultimate goal. That untouchable position that was greater and more powerful than
any deity.
To achieve that, Diana and her unborn babies were his most important pawns.
Jim looked at Simon with a warm smile. The gold-rimmed glasses perched on his eyes made him look exceptionally
genteel and bookish.
"Of course, I won't touch her," he said softly. "In fact, I want to take very good care of her.”