Chapter 622 Aftermath
Evelyn was quick to dispel the misunderstanding. "Of course not, Grandpa. I won’t abandon him," she asserted. She then confided her suspicions to Craig, "I believe a return to Colombia for investigation is logical. If Dermot has indeed been abducted, he might be there, awaiting our rescue."Her time in Moris City had yielded no leads. Perhaps Colombia would unravel some hidden truths.Upon comprehending her perspective, Grandpa Doyle acknowledged his error. "You make a compelling argument, my dear. I apologize for my misunderstanding." "Think nothing of it, Grandpa," Evelyn Marina reassured him with a casual air. "I will undoubtedly locate Dermot. You should concentrate on your well-being.""Proceed, then. I have faith in you, Evelyn," Grandpa Doyle expressed, a note of relief in his voice.Evelyn's refusal to officially become Dermot's girlfriend did not diminish the depth of her feelings for him, evident in her current demeanor. Dermot's persistent efforts seemed to be bearing fruit.After her brief exchange with Grandpa Doyle, Evelyn made a beeline for the airport. Meddling in the affairs of the Doyle Group was not her prerogative.She had faith that under Todd and Craig's stewardship, the Doyle Group would remain stable. For the moment, her focus was on investigating the Roberts family.In a secluded villa in Colombia, a stunning woman entered a room. A figure lay on a bed, ensconced amidst medical equipment akin to that of a hospital."When will he regain consciousness?" she inquired of the doctor attending the patient."The brain injury is severe. It's uncertain at this juncture," the doctor replied, before tentatively adding his speculation. "Given his current state, even if he does awaken, there's a chance of significant cognitive impairment."The woman's brow furrowed, "Cognitive impairment? Such as?""Potential memory loss, or he may never fully regain consciousness," the doctor elaborated. "However, these are merely conjectures; he might recover without any complications.""Amnesia?" The woman's frown deepened at this unexpected development. Yet, her countenance swiftly altered as a cunning smile graced her lips, "Continue his treatment. I want him conscious."With that, she exited the room, making her way to the living room."Have you determined the origins of those individuals?" she questioned a black-clad bodyguard stationed at a distance, her tone icy and authoritative."Yes, Miss. They are from the Doyle family," the bodyguard confirmed.The revelation momentarily stunned the typically composed woman. She glanced back, "The Doyle family? That Doyle family?""Indeed.""Why would they target him? They should have no connection," she mused. If there were any link, it would merely be their shared surname, Doyle.However, with countless Doyles worldwide, surely not all could be related to that particular Doyle family?Her instincts suggested a deeper narrative, "Continue your investigation. I need to understand why the Doyle family would target him. There must be a reason, and it could be crucial."The bodyguard nodded in affirmation and took his leave. The woman sank into the sofa, deep in thought.Upon disembarking at the airport, Evelyn Marina made a beeline for the James Corporation. She wasn't there on official business but rather on a personal quest to ascertain if there had been any recent activity from the Roberts family. Blake was her best resource, the only one capable of providing the answers she sought."Evelyn, back so soon?" Blake's response was indifferent as she entered his office, not even bothering to inquire about her whereabouts over the past few days."I need to discuss something with you," Evelyn began. Despite her conviction that Blake wouldn't engage in dubious dealings, she needed to clear the air; the unease was gnawing at her.
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