Chapter 1223


    Chapter 1223


    Ste frowned. She put down the coffee cup and picked up her handbag before announcing, “If there’s


    nothing. else, I’ll be leaving now.”


    “No problem, Miss Cicily. I hear you’ve got two young children, and I wouldn’t want to take up any more


    of your time. Oh, should I drive you home?”


    “No,” she shook her head. “I drove myself.”


    She then got up and left without even looking at Weston once.


    Just as she walked down the steps below the coffee shop, Weston suddenly grabbed her wrist and hel


    d her in ce.


    “Ste.”


    She seemedpletely unsurprised by the turn of events. In fact, she had expected that something lik


    e this would happen.


    “What is it now?” she asked, looking at him with raised brows.


    That cold, unsurprised look of hers stung Weston’s eyes.


    “I have something to tell you. Do you have some time to spare?”


    “You surprise me, Mr. Ford. I didn’t think that a man like


    you would need to ask if someone had time to spare. Why didn’t you just scoop them and take them aw


    ay if you wanted to see them, just like you did in the past?”


    He could sense the sarcasm in her voice, but he did not try to argue with her. His eyes remained calm


    and unperturbed.


    “There’s something very important that I think you should know,” he said.


    Ste nced at him, realizing


    that he was not joking. She looked at the time and said, “I can only give you half an hour. I have to pick


    up Elias and Emma, and we’re meeting Miguel today.”


    Weston’s eyes swiftly darkened as soon as he heard the name


    “Miguel.” There was even a sh of anguish on his face.


    But by then, Ste had turned around with her back towards him, so she did not notice any of that.


    They both got into the car, and Weston drove to a secluded spot where no one was around.


    It was a long time before he finally spoke up.


    “How have you been doing these past couple of days?” he asked.


    “What exactly do you want to tell me?” she responded bluntly, not being in the mood


    to hear any of his nonsense at all.


    Weston massaged his temples and smiled bitterly. She did. not even have the patience


    to hear him speak now.


    “There’s a problem…” he began in a grave tone, “with Miguel’s identity.”


    Ste’s eyes widened. Staring incredulously at him, she asked, “What did you say?”


    “There’s a problem with Miguel’s identity,” he repeated slowly and clearly.


    Miguel had apparently been extra careful in concealing his true identity, but Weston still managed to fin


    d some


    clues that he had left behind.


    “These are some information I found about his background,” said Weston as he handed Ste a folder


    of documents. “You can make your own conclusion.”


    Ever since the first time he met Miguel, Weston had always been investigating his identity and backgrou


    Miguel’s face looked too simr to Roger Sealey. Using that as a starting point, Weston soon found that


    Records of Miguel’s life trajectory seemed to begin after Roger’s death. Although there seemed to be an


    thinking that they were two different


    people, Weston quickly worked out that the details about Miguel’s life prior to Roger’s death seemed ma


    In fact, it was easy to determine whether or not someone’s life records were genuine or not. But at the s


    lives of these two identities.


    Ste’s face gradually got paler as she read through the documents in her hands.


    “But that’s impossible…” she gripped the documents tightly between her fingers. “If it’s true that he’s Rog


    Weston looked straight at her and said, “I think you know why.”


    It was obvious that he wanted to be with Ste as


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