#211 “I didn’t Work with Him Extensively.”


    Momentster, Jeremy returned with a tray bearing a steaming pot of tea and delicate porcin cups.


    He poured them each a cup, and they settled into afortable silence as they sipped their drinks.


    “So, Miss Johnson, what can I do for you?” Jeremy finally spoke, breaking the silence.


    Sophia took a deep breath, steeling herself for the conversation ahead. “I came to you because of this,”


    she said, pulling out the letter she had found in Maestro Paus’ private office. “It’s from my grandfather,


    Christopher Johnson. He mentioned your name and said that if I ever needed help, I should look for


    you.”


    Jeremy’s eyebrows rose in surprise as he epted the letter, his expression thoughtful as he read its


    contents. “I see,” he murmured, his gaze flicking up to meet Sophia’s. “And how can I assist you, Miss


    Johnson?”


    “I’m hoping you can help me unravel some of the mysteries surrounding my grandfather,” Sophia


    exined earnestly. “I’ve been digging into his past, trying to understand the truth behind the


    allegations against him and the secrets he may have hidden.”


    Jeremy nodded thoughtfully, his eyes alight with understanding. “I may be able to provide some


    insight,” he said, his voice gentle. “But first, let’s have our lunch. We can discuss further over a meal.”


    Sophia smiled gratefully, relieved to have found a sympathetic ear in Jeremy Gostler. With a renewed


    sense of determination, she followed him into the dining room, ready to delve deeper into the enigmatic


    past of Christopher Johnson.


    As they sat down for lunch, Sophia couldn’t help but feel a sense of anticipation mingled with


    apprehension. She watched Jeremy carefully, eager to hear what he had to say about her grandfather.


    “So, Mr. Gostler, you knew my grandfather?” Sophia began, sipping on her tea as she waited for his


    response.


    “Yes, I did,” Jeremy replied with a nod, cutting into his steak with practiced precision. “Though I must


    admit, I didn’t work with him extensively. He helped me set up my business initially, but our paths


    diverged after that.”


    Sophia listened intently as Jeremy spoke, her curiosity piqued. “Do you think he was involved in any


    wrongdoing?” she asked, her voice tinged with uncertainty.


    Jeremy paused, setting down his fork as he considered his response. “Honestly, Miss Johnson, I don’t


    believe so,” he said earnestly. “Your grandfather struck me as a principled man, driven by a desire to


    seed but always mindful of doing so with integrity.”


    Sophia felt a glimmer of hope at Jeremy’s words. “That’s reassuring to hear,” she admitted, a small


    smile ying on her lips.


    “But,” Jeremy continued, his expression turning thoughtful, “I do believe there’s more to this story than


    meets the eye. Whatever is written in those documents, I’m certain there’s a deeper truth waiting to be


    uncovered.”


    Sophia nodded, her mind racing with possibilities. “Is there anyone else you think could shed light on


    this?” she asked eagerly.


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    Jeremy considered for a moment before speaking. “There is someone who may be able to help you,”


    he said finally. “A woman your grandfather used to visit frequently when he was in London Audrey


    Thompson.”


    Sophia’s heart skipped a beat as she realized the implications of her next move. Audrey Thompson,


    the woman her grandfather used to visit frequently in London, was none other than Benjamin’s mother.


    The revtion sent a ripple of anxiety through her, casting a shadow over her determination to uncover


    the truth.


    Sophia couldn’t shake the nagging worry that reaching out to Audrey might strain her already fragile


    rtionship with Benjamin. Theirst conversation hadn’t ended well, and Sophia feared that involving


    his mother in her quest for answers might only add fuel to the fire.


    Sighing heavily, Sophia chewed on her bottom lip, torn between her desperate need for answers and


    her concern for Benjamin’s feelings. She knew she couldn’t afford to let her personal feelings cloud her


    judgment, but the thought of potentially causing further rifts within Benjamin’s family weighed heavily on


    her conscience.


    After bidding Jeremy farewell and exchanging contact information, Sophia found herself caught in a


    whirlwind of thoughts as she made her way back to the hotel. The revtion about Audrey Thompson


    had stirred something within her-a sense of urgency mixed with a newfound determination to uncover


    the truth about her grandfather.


    As she stepped into the hotel lobby, Sophia couldn’t shake the feeling of unease that had settled in the


    pit of her stomach. She knew she needed to act fast, but she also needed to tread carefully. Thest


    thing she wanted was to inadvertently cause more harm than good.


    Making her way up to her room, Sophia retrieved herptop and settled in at the small desk by the


    window. With a steely resolve, she began scouring the inte for any trace of Audrey Thompson. It


    wasn’t long before she stumbled upon a social media profile that matched the description Jeremy had


    provided.