Lately, Talia has been obediently following Adrian Jennings’ advice, staying home every day to work instead of going out. The person behind Raymond Lewis was soon uncovered by Adrian Jennings. That person is named Logan Sullivan, a big-shot in Oakhaven who controls both the black and white sides of society, like a kingpin. He has strong connections in both realms and someone powerful shielding him from above. Logan Sullivan actually controls dozens of companies, with the registered representatives being fall guys unrelated to him. These companies appear to conduct legitimate business on the surface, but behind the scenes, they are involved in illegal activities. Adrian Jennings took off his coat and hung it on the rack, "My people also found that a few days ago, Logan Sullivan met with Vincent Fletcher after he returned to the country. It looks like Logan Sullivan intends to rely on Vincent Fletcher." "Vincent Fletcher is very influential in Aridia, with numerous assets. Logan Sullivan wants to connect with him to conduct some international business, while Vincent Fletcher has limited influence in Veridia and needs a partner. They resonate with each other and are likely discussing strategies to deal with me now." Talia frowned, "So what are you planning to do?" "Don’t worry, Talia. I’ve already come up with a counter-strategy. Vincent Fletcher won’t be able to create much trouble in Veridia." "Okay." Talia was still deeply worried about Adrian Jennings’ situation. "Have there been any suspicious visitors lately?" Adrian Jennings asked. He had posted several bodyguards outside the villa day and night to protect Talia. If there were any strange or suspicious people, his subordinates would definitely report it to him immediately, but he still wanted to ask in person. Talia shook her head, "No." "Alright, don’t trust any strangers." In the dimly lit and ambiguous hotel suite. The man called out passionately with his eyes closed, "Talia, Talia..." "Slap—" Ethan Grant suddenly raised his hand and slapped Vivian Coleman. "Shut up! I told you not to speak in bed!" As long as she didn’t speak, he could pretend she was Talia. Vivian Coleman held back tears, biting her lip in extreme grievance. The bed in the couple-themed suite was covered with rose petals, and the pinkish-red lighting made the atmosphere incredibly suggestive. In the dim light, Vivian Coleman’s face was indistinct, and Ethan Grant fantasized that she was Talia Rhodes. In the past few days, Vivian Coleman began to hopelessly mimic Talia Rhodes. Her build was not much different from Talia Rhodes, and her face had about a fifty percent resemblance. Ethan Grant had earlier said that when he first got together with Talia Rhodes, he saw a shadow of Vivian Coleman in her. Vivian Coleman also once mentioned they looked alike upon meeting Talia Rhodes for the first time. At that time, Vivian Coleman said this just to provoke Talia Rhodes, to make her realize she was just a stand-in. The tables have turned. Now Vivian Coleman willingly assumed the role of Talia Rhodes’ stand-in. She mimicked Talia Rhodes’ dressing style, her makeup, hairstyle, and even used her usual perfume. It turned out that Ethan Grant’s love for Talia Rhodes wasn’t that strong, or rather, men could separate physiological desires from love. Though he claimed he couldn’t live without Talia Rhodes, he indulged with Vivian Coleman after her several provocations. Even though the man was calling another woman’s name, Vivian Coleman didn’t care anymore. As long as she could stay by Ethan Grant’s side, what did this grievance matter? Whispering Waves Garden. Claire Yorick called, her tone excited, "Lawyer Rhodes, Little Yue can be discharged tomorrow. I’m going to the hospital to pick her up. Would you like to join?" "No, it’s not convenient for me to go out lately." "Is something wrong?" Talia stood in the garden, absentmindedly pulling at the leaves of some evergreen plant, "There’s been some trouble at home, and it’s not convenient for me to leave these few days." Claire Yorick thought it was a personal matter, so she didn’t press, "Alright, I’ll go pick her up myself then. Do you have any message for me to pass to Little Yue?" Talia replied softly, "Wish her a happy discharge, and joy every day. Buy her a gift for me. I’ll transfer you some money later." Claire Yorick quickly declined, "No, no, I still have plenty left from the last time you transferred money to me." Talia received a call from her father, Shawn Rhodes. "Talia, the day after tomorrow is Jasmine’s birthday, and it happens to be a Saturday. We’ve booked a venue at a hotel for her birthday. Remember to free up some time to come over for a meal." She had promised Adrian Jennings she wouldn’t go out these few days. She wanted to attend her sister’s birthday party, but she couldn’t. Vincent Fletcher, that lunatic, could do something insane. She couldn’t risk her life. "No, Dad, I just happen to have a business trip out of town that Saturday." Shawn Rhodes was taken aback by Talia’s refusal, pausing for a moment. "Is the matter so important? Can’t you skip it? Or find a colleague to cover for you? You know Jasmine is very attached to you, and if you don’t come to her birthday, she’ll cry again." Shawn Rhodes sighed heavily, "Since Jasmine was kidnapped last time, she’s had some psychological issues. I’ve been taking her to see a psychologist recently, and she’s only slightly better. The doctor said that Jasmine needs family love and attention now. Even though her mother is with her every day, she still keeps asking for her sister. Can’t you come home to see her?" Talia felt a pang of bitterness inside. Jasmine was her precious little sister. Talia, too, had many nightmares, couldn’t eat, or sleep well after Jasmine was kidnapped last time. "I..." Talia hesitated. If she went home to see her sister, it would surely help Jasmine’s condition. But thinking of the crazy Vincent Fletcher, Talia still cruelly refused. "Sorry, Dad. I really can’t make it on Saturday." "Sigh, alright then." Shawn Rhodes hung up the phone. Talia stood in front of the French windows, looking forlorn and gloomy. Why did Vincent Fletcher have to target her? They had no grievances or feuds. Could it really be, as Adrian said, that it’s because she was his only weak spot? She didn’t know how much longer she would be trapped in this villa. Talia was woken by the phone ringing. The phone vibrated rhythmically on the bedside table, ringing for a long time. After it automatically hung up, it immediately started ringing again. Without opening her eyes, Talia reached out and fumbled around on the bedside table. Once she grabbed her phone, she groggily pressed the answer button. "Talia, something’s wrong! Your father had an accident!" It was the Rhodes’ housekeeper’s voice. "Aunt Wang, what happened?" A white BMW hurriedly parked in the open parking lot at the hospital entrance. Talia opened the car door and rushed inside the hospital. The housekeeper had said that at Jasmine Rhodes’ birthday party, Shawn Rhodes suddenly missed a step and fell down the stairs. He was now being resuscitated at the hospital. Hearing this news, Talia almost blacked out. Concern breeds chaos. Get full chapters from noⅴelfire.net Being her dearest family, she couldn’t care less about Vincent Fletcher anymore. She grabbed the car keys and rushed out the door.