Unveiling the Genius Behind the Divorcee Chapter 208

Chapter 208 A Feeling Called Compassion

Gavyn suddenly sat up straight, and Lloyd didn't even have time to take a sip of water.

"I found out that Ms. Koch was often abroad three years ago. I wonder why she suddenly decided to return to the country, and then the cruise ship explosion happened.

I also found out that Ms. Koch's arrangements to return to her country were initially made by her uncle, a man named Hanson. Mr. Delacruz, this makes him seem very suspicious!" Everything is just too coincidentall

Gavyn narrowed his eyes, all too familiar with this kind of trickery. Having been groomed as the heir to the family since childhood, he knew the ins and outs of family feuds. If the young heir were to be deliberately killed, the second in line would fall into the hands of a collateral branch.

Such tactics are nothing new.

After finishing his words, Lloyd let out a long sigh. "Thinking about it, Ms. Koch has had it pretty tough. She had a narrow escape from death after her accident, but lost her memory. During that time, not only did her uncle take over the company, but her parents also had a car accident. When she finally remembered everything, her marriage was in a bad state, and her family was..."

Realizing that his words were inappropriate, Lloyd quickly closed his mouth and carefully observed

Gavyn's expression.

This time, Gavyn didn't give Lloyd a dirty look.

Instead, it was a rare silence.

Lloyd's words made him feel a bit uncomfortable in his heart.

The cruise ship explosion was such a horrific scene that he didn't even dare to imagine the details of Aylin's narrow escape from death.

Lloyd was right; marrying into the Delacruz family didn't bring Aylin the happiness and wonderful new life she had hoped for. Instead, it only led to suspicion and doubt from others, ultimately resulting in a mutual agreement to end the marriage.

In this, there lies his reason.

"Hanson..."

Gavyn's eyes narrowed as he glanced at Lloyd, "Go and thoroughly investigate this person named

Hanson."

"Yes!"

Gavyn had that look in his eyes, one that Lloyd was all too familiar with. It was the expression

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Gavyn wore when he was about to pull a ruthless move on someone.

That person named Hanson can go and replace a prime location to prepare his own grave.

Lloyd nodded and asked, "Mr. Delacruz, is there anything else you need?"

"Not-"

Before he could finish speaking, Gavyn instinctively pressed his hand against his temple, his face suddenly changing color.

Lloyd was startled and hurried over to support him, "Mr. Delacruz, what's wrong? Are you too

tired?"

Gavyn's voice carried a hint of weariness, "It's alright, just a sudden headache. It's been happening a lot lately, and only smelling that sachet seems to help."

As he spoke, Gavyn pointed to the sachet hanging on the pen holder.

Upon hearing this, Lloyd felt a headache coming on, as if he were suddenly facing a formidable

enemy.

If it were just an ordinary headache, it would be fine, but if it were something more...

He lowered his voice, carefully asking in a whisper, "How long have you been experiencing headaches? Are they frequent? Could it be a lingering effect from that incident years ago?" Recalling the unexpected incident from years ago, Lloyd still feels a lingering sense of unease.

Gavyn couldn't be sure if it was an aftereffect, but at this moment, his gratitude outweighed his doubts. If it weren't for Divine Doctor's timely rescue, he might not have been able to sit here, fully intact and clear-headed.

Thinking of Divine Doctor, he was reminded of those eyes and eyebrows, as cold and clear as

moonlight.

"Didn't you mention before that there was news about Divine Doctor's whereabouts? Why hasn't there been any progress?" He had always wanted to repay Divine Doctor, but had never been able to make contact.

"Sorry."

Lloyd lowered his head in shame, "Divine Doctor has been elusive. The people I sent out couldn't replace any information. It's as if, after appearing once before, they vanished again." "How about the hospital?"

"I've already instructed people to investigate all the major hospitals, but there's been no news. Perhaps Divine Doctor came for some other special reason, not to heal and save people?"

Gavyne

Gavyn couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed As long as he could replace Divine Doctor, he was willing to pay any price, no matter how great

Divine Doctor is as clusive as a dragon, appearing and disappearing without a trace

Bis gaze was deep, and with a furrowed brow, he said, "First, investigate the specific details. regarding Aylin. Don't lose track of Divine Doctor either. Report back to me immediately if there's any update." Seeing that he didn't seem to be in high spirits, Lloyd tactfully said, "Understood. In that case, I'll take my leave now. Mr. Delacruz, please have a good rest at home."

After Lloyd left, Gavyn let out a long sigh. His mind was in turmoil, and he had no desire to sleep at all.

Right now, his heart and mind are completely filled with thoughts of Aylin.

She thought about how she had struggled to escape from the explosive ruins all by herself, the helplessness she felt when both her parents died, and the various experiences she had faced after losing her memory at the Delacruz's home.

Walking this path has truly been no easy feat.

A feeling of compassion filled his heart, and Gavyn hitself didn't even realize how bad he felt after hearing all of this.

On the other side, Aylin, unaware that someone was thinking about her so deeply, was sitting in a chair, fully focused on reading a report. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

"Aylin, it's me. Can I come in?"

"Corne in."

Ryker, wearing a casual knitted jacket, looked at her with a beaming smile, "Aylin, long time no see, huh?"

Aylin laughed and asked, "How did you end up here?"

No sooner had Waylon left than Ryker arrived; this office sure is lively.

Ryker strode over quickly, taking Aylin's hand and attempting to pull her up from her chair. "There's a new dessert shop that just opened around the corner. I heard their dark chocolate cake is pretty good. Aylin do you want to come with me and give it a try?"

In fact, he knew that after all the ups and downs Aylin experienced yesterday, she must be in a bad mood and needed to go out for a walk.

Ayllu frowned and glanced at the table, "I haven't finished reading yet-"

"There's no rush for work. Visiting shops should be done when the sun is shining and the weather is nice."

Without any further explanation, Ryker pulled Aylin towards the door, playfully saying, "Aylin, just think of it as keeping me company."

Aylin had no choice but to admit that she really needed to relax a bit. So, she playfully tapped Ryker's forehead and said, "You and your mischievous ideas."

The two of them walked down the corridor, and after the morning's lecture, the employees didn't dare to look too much in their direction. However, they did run into a tall and familiar figure.

Aylin paused for a moment, "Daniel, did he leave?"

Both of them knew that the person she referred to was Gavyn.

Daniel suddenly bumped into him, looking a bit unnatural. He coughed lightly twice and touched his nose, saying, "Already left."

Aylin snorted, "At least he knows his place and has some self-awareness."

"What's wrong, Aylin? Who's bothering you again?" Ryker asked curiously.

."It's nothing, let's go outside and talk."

Aylin turned to say goodbye to Daniel, "Daniel, see you later."

Daniel waved at Aylin, his lips still tightly pressed together.

He didn't report to Aylin about his plan to tell Gavyn the truth, because he knew Aylin would never allow him to do so.

But as an elder who had watched Aylin grow up, he couldn't bear to see her misunderstood without offering an explanation, as if she were his own family.

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