Chapter 589
Grasping my concerns, Ronan slid a freshly grilled cheese sandwich my way. "You should look after yourself," he advised, "I''ll
have someone check out Hilltop Retreats thoroughly today. Leave the keys with me. It''s a good excuse to drop off some stuff.
There''s probably someone keeping tabs on you."
“Someone''s watching me?" | asked a hint of rm in my voice.
"It''s par for the course, considering you''re a person of interest to them. Using the house delivery as a pretext to monitor your
movements, and that''s where the real value lies." Ronan exined with a reassuring tone, "But don''t worry, and the more they
watch, the safer you are."
| shrugged helplessly and looked at him, my voice tinged with a mix of humor and frustration, "Tell me, how did | end up living in
a spy thriller?"
He smiled softly, "It''s not your fault. It''s their intrusiveness that''s to me."
| shared with Ronan about my encounter with Jan from the previous day, including the situation between Jan and
AzureEnchantress.
He nodded, "We''ve been keeping an eye on that High-rollers Hangout for a while now. AzureEnchantress is cunning and never
shows face in public. So it''s no surprise Jan says he''s never seen them."
"Do you think Jerome could be tight with AzureEnchantress?" | asked as | grabbed a slice of toast and thered it with jam,
sighing deeply, "When ites down to it, Jan''s downfall was by Jerome''s hand."
"That''s hard to say. Jerome has been lying low, not making a move."
"That means he''s up to no good. By the looks of it, Jan is just a pawn to be sacrificed."
"Jan was never cut out for greatness anyway. Not the sharpest tool in the shed," Ronan quipped.This is property ? of N?velDrama.Org.
| couldn''t help but snort withughter, "That''s one way to put it, and you might as well have called him an idiot."
Ronan chuckled too, "Not exactly. More like his brain isn''t wired for the serious stuff. Without Jerome, he would''ve been a non-
starter, bound to run Medsafe Liyah Inc. into the ground. He''s got no head for business. He could run a corner store just fine, and
that''s about it.”
My face flushed with a mix of embarrassment and anger, and | dared not meet his gaze anymore. Talk about a p in the face.
| had managed to be outyed by an idiot and if that was not a reality check, what was?
"You shouldn''t beat yourself up. The mistake wasn''t yours." Ronan, as if reading my mind, spoke directly to my insecurities.
“And if I''m not wrong, who is?" | retorted, "| always thought I was too smart to be conned."
"There''s a saying, and it''s never toote to mend. You learn from your mistakes," Ronan said, eating his breakfast with an
elegance that somehow didn''t quite match the Ronan | knew.
Internally, | contested his optimism, “Not toote? | had wasted ten years of my youth, left only with three children and one
missing. A good hand yed terribly.”
Sometimes | wondered, was it all Jan''s fault? My so-called intelligence was just a facade. In reality, | was just as immature.
"Don''t overthink it. Don''t weigh yourself down, and everything will turn out fine. You''re doing great."
I gave a rueful smile, "Alright, enoughforting me.”
Eager to change the subject, | mentioned, "I''m meeting with Genevater."
"Good," he said, ncing at me, "try to rx. Act as if nothing has happened. Everyone goes through trials, and what you see
isn''t always the reality. So, the Geneva you meet may not be as happy as she seems."
His words made me pause. Maybe he was right.
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"Sure, you do your thing. | can head back anytime."
"You were right about one thing, and the food on Oldtown Avenue is to die for," sheughed through the phone, "We''ll hit the
town when you''re back."
"Okay. Gotta go," | said, my patience waning, "before you drain my phone battery."
She teased me onest time, "That''s a skill I''ve mastered since childhood. Talkter."
| shook my head with a smile, this girl was pure joy. Hopefully, she''d always keep that happiness going.
| paced for a few moments, gathering my thoughts before dialing Geneva''s number.