Chapter 86
Chapter 86 Getting Closer To The Truth
“Hello, Mr. Lawrence. Come, let’s eat. Don’t stand on ceremony,” Alexander put on his signature smile
as always.
Son Lawrence was from Princeville after all. Alexander knew it instinctively. How could such a young
man have anything to do with Johnathan Woods?
Everyone ate and chatted casually.
Annalise talked to Jonathan about Princeville.
“Bro, do you still remember fishing in the dry pond before the New Year? You followed the pond owner,
caught dozens of pounds of small fish two fingers wide, and insisted I make dried fish out of them. I
almost went crazy removing the fish’s intestines one by one.”
“Haha,in about the chore. I didn’t see you eating any less.”
“Come on. No one ate as much as you! There was another year when you returned from a trip to the
northeast and insisted on having pickled cabbage. I didn’t know how to make it. You made me learn
and then ate tworge jars of pickled cabbage for the better part of the year.”
“Haha, it’s our family’s special skill! Just pickle some cabbage when in need. It’s like having food at
home for our peace of mind.”
The two of them chatted andughed.
Julian listened with interest, whereas Alexander was speechless.
“Annalise was so stupid. She didn’t care about the asion or location when she spoke,” Alexander
thought. “What kind of ce did she think this was? It’s the Parks residence in Jadeborough, for crying
out loud!”
It was a blessing that she had married into the Parks family. She did not even bother to restrain herself
after that. Who wanted to hear about the nonsense in her hometown?
Was she afraid that others would not know about her humble background?
Julian thought his wife was brilliant, meticulous, and knew how to lead the
way.
Who would associate a legendary figure like Jonathan Woods with dried fish and pickled cabbage from
the northeast?
Alexander finished half of his meal and took leave.
Annalise and Julian looked at each other and smiled after Alexander left.
“How was it?” La Ziegler asked Alexander when thetter returned to the vi.
“It’s Annalise’s rtive from the countryside. She calls him brother. They’re probably close friends like
siblings,” Alexander replied with relief.
“As long as it’s not Jonathan Woods,” said La.
“No.” Alexander was very sure.
How could a legendary figure like Jonathan Woods fish out dozens of pounds of small fish from
someone else’s pond?
He would not have to fish them out personally if he wanted to eat dried fish.
“That’s good.” La was relieved by her son’s confidence.
Alexander looked at the time and left for Horington with Abigail.
Abigail invited a few friends from the hospital for a meal tomorrow. She figured it would be more fruitful
to have a meal with her doctor friends than to ask around. Someone might know an older man with
outstanding medical skills through their chitchatting.
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It was the following day.
At Chinoiserie Restaurant, Horington’s most famous restaurant.
Abigail held Alexander’s arm and introduced him to a few doctor friends in a high-profile manner.
Alexander was handsome, to begin with, and coupled with his status as the young master of the
wealthiest family in Jadeborough, he immediately attracted endless admiration from everyone.
“Abbie, you have such good taste! You’re so lucky! You’re so young, but you’re already reaching the
peak of your life. You’re going to live in Jadeborough in the future, right? Don’t forget to support us old
colleagues!” Everyone kept praising Abigail for her catch.
“You must have rescued the gxy in your previous life, Abbie, for finding such a good husband.”
“Hello, Mr. Parks. I’m Dr. Carling from the Horington Hospital of Traditional Medicine. Nice to meet
you.” Abigail had invited mostly young female doctors. There were only a few male doctors and older
female doctors.
Everyone was filled with envy after they sat down.
Alexander put on his signature smile and looked pleasant. However, he hated Abigail even more deep
down in his heart.
This woman actually used him to satisfy her vanity.
Abigail could sense that Alexander was not in a good mood. She immediately got to the point. “Haha,
love is all about fate. When your fate arrives, you will meet your ideal husband. By the way, has anyone
heard of the elder Quigley?”
“Orion Quigley, the medical expert?” someone asked.
“Yeah!” Abigail replied immediately.
“Haha, everyone who studies medicine knows about Master Quigley. It’s just that he doesn’t know
about us,” someone quipped.
“That’s right. Master Quigley’s tongue diagnosis is apulsory course!”
“What I mean is, have you heard where the elder Quigley went after he retired from the hospital?” said
Abigail.
“I heard that he went overseas to settle down after leaving Jadeborough,” someone said.
“Yeah, that’s what I heard too.”
“I heard that the elder Quigley lives in seclusion in the countryside. He stopped being a doctor and
raised many chickens and ducks.”
“Which countryside?” Alexander asked.
Could it be that the elder Quigley was really in Horington?
“I don’t know!”
Abigail asked again, “Do you know anyone who has seen Jonathan Woods?”
“Elder Quigley’s eldest disciple? How strange! Jonathan Woods was rumored to have returned to the
country during this period. I even searched online and found the elder Quigley’s photos from more than
a decade ago, but not a trace of Jonathan Woods.”
“What’s so strange about that? Jonathan Woods has been studying Western medicine overseas and
hasn’t returned home. Of course, there are no photos.”
“More importantly, we cannot find his photos overseas either!”
“He might not go by that name overseas, okay? We can’t even find his file. How are we going to find
his photo?”
“True indeed.”
Abigail looked at Alexander immediately while listening to the discussion. Then she said, “In that case,
have you heard of anyone being friends or ssmates with Jonathan Woods? Uncle Wace, I
remember that you graduated from Jadeborough Medical University. Were you schoolmates with
Jonathan Woods back then?” “I heard he’s an alumnus, but I’ve never paid attention to him. Jonathan
Woods became famous ten years ago. I graduated more than 20 years ago.”
Abigali looked at Alexander helplessly.
Thetter continued to greet everyone with his signature smile. “We’re just asking around. Come,
everyone, let’s eat.”
From the looks of it, Alexander knew he would not be able to find out anything. He also did not know if
he would find anything from going to the countryside where Annalise stayed.
He heard a doctor mention that the elder Quigley was rumored to be raising chickens and ducks in the
countryside. He suddenly thought of what Annalise said about making dried fish. Was it possible that
she and the elder Quigley had met in the countryside?
For example, the vige where Annalise lived happened to be the same vige where the elder Quigley
lived in seclusion.
It could be that the elder Quigley suddenly fell due to heatstroke or coronary heart disease, and
Annalise helped him up coincidentally. The elder Quigley might have given her a jar of energizing pills
to thank her. For some strange reason, the more Alexander thought about it, the more he felt that his
hypothesis was reasonable.
Alexander and Abigail bid farewell to thetter’s doctor friends when they finished their meal.
Then he said to Abigail, “Let’s go and take a look at the countryside where Annalise lives.”
Perhaps something woulde out of it.
Even if he could not find Joseph Quigley, Alexander wanted to go to the vige where Annalise lived to
find out how a person who had never gone to school could write so beautifully.