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Chapter 156 You Want Me to Let Her Go?
Alec showed her his injured arm, saying, “My grandfather is there. I don’t want to worry him.”
When he said that, Jenny felt worse. “Hey, you don’t need to move out…”
“It’s okay. I’m fine staying in Faust Mansion, though it’s a little far away from work.” Alec smiled at her,
not wanting to make her feel bad.
Aside from not wanting to worry Old Mr. Faust, there was another reason why he didn’t return to Faust
Mansion.
When they went grocery shopping, he kept feeling as if someone was staring at them. Although nothing
had happened, he was still worried, so he decided to stay in Perry Residence. That way, he could be
there as soon as possible if anything happened, but of course, he wouldn’t tell Jenny that.
Checking the time, Jenny realized that it was almost 10.00 pm. Seeing that Vincent hadn’t arrived, she
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtsaid, “You can’t just wait here. You can wait at my place first.”
“Won’t it..be troublesome?” Alec hesitated. Although he was thrilled, her invitation made him nervous.
“No, you got injured because you tried to save me. Although I don’t want to be too associated with you, I
can’t be so heartless,” she said, already on the way to her apartment.
Smiling wryly, Alec trailed behind her. “You’re so direct. You won’t even spare me any chance to indulge
in some wishful thinking.”
“I’m just telling the truth,” Jenny said.
In the elevator, Alec broke the silence. “Does Mr. Chapman have any idea who the culprit is?”
“Well, I was informed that he has identified three suspects, so I believe the finding will be released soon,”
Jenny replied, full of admiration for Mr. Chapman’s efficiency.
When the elevator arrived at her floor, the two exited together and headed toward her apartment.
“What will you do if the culprit turns out to be Yvonne?” Alec asked suddenly.
Jenny, who was unlocking the door, was taken aback by his question. She turned around to look at him,
asking, “You want me to let her go?”
“No.” Alec shook his head hurriedly for fear of being misunderstood. “I’m just asking. I won’t interfere
regardless of what you do to her.”
Jenny was surprised to hear that.
She opened the door and entered the apartment. The living room was still the same as Alec
remembered. It was homely, making him reluctant to leave.
Jenny poured him a glass of water before saying, “Since she violated the law, she must be handed over
to the police. I’m just an ordinary person, so I don’t have the right to decide what happens to her.”
“Right.” Alec couldn’t care less about what Jenny planned to do to Yvonne. He, however, disagreed that
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmJenny was “an ordinary person.”
Smiling, he said, “You’re not an ordinary person. Come on. You’re the world-renowned Dr. Walter and Mr.
Birkett’s secret mentee. On top of that, you’re a tech expert. God knows what else you can do.”
Sitting opposite him, Jenny didn’t react much to what Alec had just said about her. “It’s just a means of
earning a living. There’s nothing great about it.”
Just a means of earning a living? Alec wasn’t sure how to react. If someone else heard her say that, they
might want to beat her up.
“I heard from Grandpa that you used to follow your grandfather around the countryside. So how did you
learn all this?” Alec was curious.
Jenny glanced at him as if hesitating to answer.
Noticing that, Alec hurriedly said, “You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to. I’m just making
small talk. I didn’t mean to pry.”
He just wanted to know more about Jenny, whatever that might be.
“Well, it’s not that I don’t want to talk about it. I just don’t know where to start.” Jenny leaned on the sofal
as her mind strolled down memory lane.