Chapter 69 Gabriel Harriman
After shooting through the night for two consecutive days and rehearsing day and night, they finally had a whole day off on the weekend.
In the early morning, Jessica slept in the trailer for over half an hour. Feeling that the car should have returned to Xyleria's city area, she tilted her head and intended to continue sleeping.
Suddenly, the car stopped by the roadside for a while. Not long after, Harrison got off and bought two orders of Baked Potato Wedges from a street stall. He said that he had eaten them when he passed by here as a child and wanted Jessica to try them too.
Jessica was both sleepy and hungry. She raised her hand and took them, taking a bite. The sweet and starchy taste instantly satisfied her taste buds.
After a few more bites, she felt more refreshed. She tore open the old newspaper that wrapped them and planned to continue eating. As she tore, her eyes suddenly froze--
She carefully removed the Baked Potato Wedges from the crumpled newspaper and then unfolded it, looking at the incomplete words on it.
"Gabriel... what..." She read the half of the name she could see, not knowing why it felt so familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere, but there was no complete and clear impression.
What caught her attention was the photo on top, a picture that seemed to be taken in a meeting room, but the part where the face could be seen was torn and unclear, only the figure below the neck could be seen.
As she glanced down, she inexplicably felt a sense of familiarity, and this feeling only grew as she looked closer.
In the photo, the man's face was not visible, but he wore an impeccably tailored suit from a top designer, along with a black handmade shirt. His entire outfit was undoubtedly expensive. The man had a tall and elegant figure, giving off an air of coldness and nobility. Strangely, he resembled the upright and handsome figure of the man at her home who often wore the casual clothes she bought for him.
Jessica held the torn newspaper with one hand and continued nibbling on the Baked Potato Wedges with the other. Suddenly, a scene flashed before her eyes, the scene of Nicholas in her house that day.
At that time, the way that kid looked at Spencer was quite strange. His last name was Harriman too!
But judging from Spencer's expression and actions at the time, it seemed like nothing special happened between them. They seemed to be meeting for the first time.
However, when she saved Spencer that day, he was wearing a ruined suit stained with blood. Despite its condition, the suit's craftsmanship and quality were still superior. It was no worse than the suit worn by the man in the photo.
She lowered her head again to look at the figure without a face in the newspaper, and each time she looked, it perfectly matched Spencer's figure.
This height, this figure, this superior body proportions, and a familiar feeling that couldn't be described.
Jessica carefully scanned the incomplete newspaper again.
Suddenly, she turned her gaze to Harrison, who was also eating Baked Potato Wedges beside her. Her eyes directly fell on the other half of the old newspaper that Harrison was holding.
Caught off guard by Jessica's stare, Harrison, who was enjoying his food, gradually slowed down, hesitated, and looked at her with anxiety. "Jessica? What's wrong?"
"Let me see the newspaper," Jessica said with her eyes, pointing to the thing in her hand.
Harrison looked at her blankly, not quite understanding, but instinctively quickly took off the newspaper from the sweet potato and handed it to her.
Jessica took the newspaper and carefully examined it. Judging from the colors printed on the paper, it should be from the same issue as the previous one, but it was not the complete same newspaper.
This one only had the date written on it, which was about a month ago.
However, she could see some intermittent and blurry words in the summaries and headlines on the page.
Harriman Group.
... Gone missing... mountain road... cliff...
Cliff?
Cliff?!"
