Chapter 429


    Curtis shut hisptop with a sigh, shaking his head. “No dice. I can’t pinpoint the exact location.


    Wyatt nced over, seemingly all too familiar with this type of letdown. He didn’t even bother to roll his


    eyes at Curtis as he mused, “So, is this address somece Donald wants James to check out, or is he


    just sitting there waiting for us?”


    “It’s hard to say. Donald wouldn’t just send an address out of the blue for no good reason… Let me


    scope out the ce.” Curtis reopened hisptop and punched in the coordinates on a satellite map.


    After a brief moment, Curtis slowly announced, “Looks like it’s a seniormunity park.”


    Wyatt stroked his chin thoughtfully. “Ah, a park for the elder crowd, huh? Then it’s a pretty safe bet


    Donald’s there.”


    Curtis added, “It’s also not too far from where Ms. Mirabe’s old ce was before she moved.”


    “Oh, right,” Wyatt snapped his fingers, recognition dawning. That address is in the same neck of the


    woods as Mirabe’s old neighborhood.”


    Looking up at his boss, Curtis suggested, “How about I head over now and look for Donald? Once I find


    him, I can bring him back to the vi?”


    James narrowed his eyes thoughtfully and then stood up, his features sharp yet serene as he said


    simply, “I’ll go myself.”


    Without further discussion, Curtis nodded. Though Donald had only sent an address, it was likely not


    just about telling James a location. There had to be more to it.


    Wyatt flipped over the back of the sofa with ease, ready to take action. “I’ll get the car.”


    Curtis, who had just stood up, ready to y chauffeur, stood rooted to the spot.


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    Wyatt nced back at Curtis with a yful smirk. “Curtis, you just keep cracking away at your


    computer skills at home, will ya?”


    Curtis, once renowned for his hacking prowess, now reduced to puter skills, could only scowl


    silently. Damn it!


    In the car.


    Mirabe was texting on her phone and chatting with Jenna through Messenger. Her stack of math


    papers had managed to hijack Jenna’s entire weekend, leaving no time for her to hang out with friends.


    11:06


    Wake up, hit the books, Finish lunch and hit the books again. Even in her dreams, Jenna was haunted


    by that pile of papers.


    Having justpleted a set, Jenna snapped some photos and sent them to Mirabe, seeking


    validation of her answers and casually inquiring about Mirabe’s current


    activities.


    Mirabelia replied with just two words. [Matchmaking event.] Then she opened Jenna’s photos, zooming


    in on each one to quickly pinpoint the mistakes Jenna had made


    Jenna, anxiously awaiting a response, was shocked by the words ‘matchmaking event that appeared


    on her screen. Her eyes bulged as she quickly typed back, [Hold up, Queen Mira, what’s the deal?


    You’re on blind dates at eighteen?]


    With the pretty ones going on blind dates, what hope was there for someone like herself? Jenna felt


    like she was losing touch with the times..


    Mirabe sent back the corrected photos and, upon seeing Jenna’s message, pressed her fingers to


    her temples and replied, [With my brother. He’s going on the blind dates.]


    Jenna breathed out a sigh of relief. [Phew, you had me there. I thought you were the one participating


    in the dates.]


    Mirabe’s eyebrows arched as she slowly typed, [I’ve marked the wrong answers. I’ll exin them at


    school on Monday. By the way, what do you think of my looks? Do I look like I need a blind date?”


    Jenna rolled her eyes.


    Tsk! Such shamelessness!