Chapter 39 Donation of Computers
Donovan had a meeting that day and afterward was passing through Fifth Avenue. He vividly remembered that Andrew Price lived on Fifth Avenue. He thought, 'He's just Chloe's first love, it has nothing to do with me, why would I go to his house?'
Despite his efforts to resist, Donovan's curiosity got the better of him. He asked the driver to pull over and went alone to Andrew Price's house. The address of Andrew's house was inscribed on the first page of his diary. Donovan didn't know if it was his obsession or just his excellent memory, but he remembered the address with crystal clarity.
It was a middle-aged woman who answered the door when he arrived.
"Is this the Price residence?" Donovan asked.
"Yes, you are...?" The woman answered.
"I used to work with Andrew when he was teaching. My name is Blake. I wanted to donate some computers to their school, but then, tragically, Andrew passed away," Donovan explained.
"Oh, you must be David Thomas, please come in," urged Mrs. Price, pulling Donovan into the house by his arm.
Ever since Andrew's death, Mrs. Price has been very warm to all of his friends, as though she could see her son living on through them.
Mr. Price was in the kitchen cooking when his wife introduced Donovan. "This is David Thomas, a colleague of Andrew's from his teaching days."
"Hello, David Thomas," Mr. Price greeted him warmly, though his hands were full of cooking utensils, and he couldn't shake hands. "Please, join us for dinner tonight."
It was clear that Andrew's parents were sincere folks.
"We'll see," said Donovan, always maintaining a serious demeanor.
A quick glance around the room led his eyes to a framed photograph of Andrew on the wall — he indeed looked very handsome. To sacrifice himself while saving others was a rare virtue indeed.
"Andrew," Mrs. Price began but was quickly overcome with tears. "We were all behind his decision to teach abroad, but we never expected..."
"This is just a small token of my appreciation," Donovan said, producing a stack of cash and placing it into Mrs. Price's hands.
"No, no, no, we can't accept this, David Thomas. Please take it back, or I'm going to have to ask you to leave," she insisted, her voice firm.
Donovan took the money back.
"Here's my cell phone number. Call me if you need anything," Donovan offered.
He gave her the number of his assistant's private line, a number known only to a select few, not even to his company.
Donovan was curious to see if Chloe would contact the number he had given her privately. After all, David Thomas was an old friend of Andrew Price, and he happened to be in the computer business.
Donovan, whose motives were unclear, plotted to entrap Chloe. He returned to his company.
Andrew Price's mother called Chloe to talk about the visit from Andrew's friend that day, mentioning that David Thomas was in the computer business and had intended to donate computers to Andrew's school.
Ever since Andrew Price had passed away, his mother would share anything related to him with Chloe.
"Computers?" Chloe muttered under her breath.
She had the money in hand and had recently been searching online for reliable computer suppliers.
Since the offer was coming from a friend of Andrew Price, and he was prepared to sponsor them, Chloe must have felt he could be trusted.
Chloe was pleasantly surprised.
"Yes, he had previously planned to sponsor them, but unfortunately, Andrew had this accident," Andrew's mother explained.
"Do you have his phone number?" Chloe asked.
"Just a moment, I'll tell you." After saying that, Andrew's mother gave Donovan's mobile number to Chloe.
"Alright, I'll contact him," Chloe responded.
Knowing that donating computers was an expensive task, and would cost a lot, Chloe was concerned that Andrew's mother might feel burdened if she knew, so she kept it a secret and only said it was confidential.
After hanging up the phone, Chloe called the mobile number.
Of course, she didn't know that the person on the other end was Donovan's assistant.
Donovan had already instructed his assistant on how to respond, and the assistant was well-prepared.
Just as Donovan walked into his office, his assistant came in with a mobile phone in hand.
"Mr. Blake, it's Chloe," the assistant said, holding up the mobile.
Donovan lit a cigarette, flicked the lighter onto the desk, and said sarcastically, "She's quick. Just follow what I told you."
Eventually, Chloe and the assistant agreed. Chloe would visit a factory in the suburbs on Saturday.
Chloe also added the assistant on WhatsApp, and the assistant sent her the location.
Donovan had previously acquired a small computer company, planning to produce under a private label, and now this presented the perfect opportunity.
He had set a trap, and she had taken the bait.
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