A Beauty With Multiple Masks
Chapter 1383

Chapter 1383 Not Possible

Xavier thought about it. It’d be difficult to look for a person on my own. I might have a better shot with help from Dillon’s family since they are rather powerful here.

“Okay, then I’ll be counting on you.”

Dillon was delighted and made a joke out of it by replying comically. “’Tis my honor to help you, o’ great lord.”

The two men smiled at each other before clinking their mugs and downing their drinks.

After that, Xavier told Dillon he was a private detective and how he was tasked with replaceing his client’s biological father.

“His father? Did that man leave any clue behind?”

Xavier shook his head. “Things would be much simpler if the guy had done that. I’ve been here for days, but I still can’t figure anything out.”

Oh dear, that makes things so much more challenging.

Dillon thought some more about it before he pointed out, “Your client must’ve given you something to go on when he hired you. Maybe you can share that with me and I can have my men investigate the matter for you.”

Xavier thought about the clue Vinson had provided and frowned deeply. “All I have is a first name.”

“A first name?” Dillon was flabbergasted. How the hell are we supposed to locate the guy with so little to go on? We’d have a better shot at locating an actual needle in a haystack!

“Yeah, that’s all I have,” answered Xavier. If the pay wasn’t ridiculously good, he would never have accepted the case. It was virtually impossible to get everything done within the month.

“What is that name? Maybe I can look into it for you,” suggested Dillon in a somewhat defeated tone.

“Dylan.”

“Dylan?” repeated Dillon as he straightened his back. He had a serious expression when he asked, “Are you sure that’s the name?”

Xavier became alert when he saw Dillon reacting this way. “Yes, I am sure. Why are you asking that? Do you know something?”

Dillon shook his head, then nodded, which was confusing to the detective.

“Do you know our king’s name?” He looked around and made sure that no one was paying any attention to them before he inched closer to Xavier and whispered, “His name is Dylan, and he is the only one with that first name.”

Xavier’s eyes bulged in surprise. What the hell? Is Vinson’s wife the princess of this country?

“That being said, there is no way he is your client’s biological father. My dad told me that the king has always been in the country and had never left Turlen territory before,” said Dillon softly.

He would never have secretly divulged the king’s personal information if the person sitting in front of him hadn’t helped him in the past.

Xavier became quiet after he heard what Dillon said. Could it be that someone snuck out of the country and assumed the king’s identity to do something illegal? Perhaps the culprit did that to discourage anyone from further investigating the issue. Maybe it’s a security measure put in place in case someone actually manages to come this far.

“I’m telling you, Eric. There is no way the king is involved,” insisted Dillon. After that, he continued speaking in an annoyed tone. “I bet someone stole the king’s identity and left the country to con some lady into sleeping with him.”

“Gah, f*ck. That means this investigation just got a dozen times more difficult.” Xavier ran his hand through his hair in exasperation.

He had cussed in Chanaean, so Dillon simply watched in confusion.

“Thank you for sharing all that with me. I’ll try to replace some other way to investigate the matter.”Dillon immediately offered,

“Okay, I’ll help you look into the matter as well.”

Xavier returned to his motel room after they parted ways. All he could think about was what he had learned earlier that day. Suddenly, he sprung up.

“Shoot, I forgot to update that stupid Vinson Nightshire.” He picked up the phone and called his client immediately.

“Vinson, I got in touch with your wife,” Xavier blurted as soon as the line was established.