Love Is Fair by Kerri

Chapter 015 Lingering Feelings

Owen walked out of the apartment and felt the cool air. Only then did he feel that the heat in his heart had eased up a little.

Jose stepped forward and opened the back passenger car door and waited respectfully at the side. Owen stopped in his tracks and asked him, "Have you found Hailey Byrne's whereabouts?" "Not yet..." "Trash!" Owen shouted coldly. Jose lowered his head. He had never felt so defeated in his life before.

He knew that Owen hated excuses the most, but he still forced himself to

explain, "Madam's whereabouts seem to have been erased. She does not want us to find her. The level of hacker I hired is not as high as hers."

Owen's eyes were deep. Who exactly was it that wanted to hide Hailey's whereabouts?

Who exactly was Hailey? After getting into the car, Jose handed the information he had found in the hospital to Owen. "I went to the hospital to check it out. There are two things that are very suspicious." "Tell me," Owen said as he flipped through the information. "The first thing is that Madam's name is not on the list of nurses in the municipal hospital three years ago. However, when you and Madam got married, I was ordered to investigate her. Her name was indeed on the list of nurses back then."

He found the list of names that the hospital had kept and the list that he had checked back then. Owen looked through it and found that the name 'Hailey Byrne' was indeed on the list acquired three years ago. Owen pondered for a moment. "Is she an outsider?"

Jose explained, "It's possible that she was temporarily pulled over to fill up the numbers. In the past few days, I asked the nurses on the list. They did not have any impression of Madam. They only remembered that she was lucky." "Lucky?" Owen looked up, puzzled.

"She married you." Jose coughed lightly. "Cut the crap and continue." Owen paused for a moment and frowned.

"The second thing is that I suddenly found out that the doctor who performed the surgery for you back then was not a doctor from the municipal hospital. Instead, she took a fight here for the surgery. Her name is Grace." Owen's pupils shrank. Back then, he had suffered heavy injuries. His life was saved from the gates of hell. It was all thanks to the doctor who had performed the operation for him.

"Where is Dr. Grace now?" "Now there's something strange here. After taking a flight here to perform the surgery on you, Dr. Grace flew back. It seems that she made a special trip for you." Owen guessed that his grandfather had specially hired a famous doctor from abroad to save him. He looked at Jose and asked, "What is the connection between the two things you said?" Jose thought about it and replied, "There's no connection." Hearing that, Owen threw the information in his hand at Jose's face. Jose

reached out to take it and grinned in embarrassment. Owen couldn't count on this lousy assistant. Stifled, Owen took out his phone and dialed a number. The call was quickly picked up, but he heard the sound of someone groaning in pain. His heart sank. "What's wrong? Are you injured?" "I'm fine. I just got thrown over and got slapped by a girl I tried to flirt with." "Serves you right." Owen only snorted at this playboy. Matthew Holland seemed to be in a good mood even after being beaten. His voice was frivolous and presumptuous. "The girls in Poya are beautiful and charming. I like them."

"Why did you go to Poya?" Owen asked quietly. "My dad wants to set up a racecourse. He took a fancy to a piece of land in the Northern Suburbs of Poya, so I came here to take a look." Matthew asked after taking a sip of alcohol, "Are you interested? Do you want to join?" "Sure," Owen agreed.

"Oh, how quick of you to agree. It seems that you want something from me. What is it? Tell me."

Owen stared at the night sky and said in a deep voice, "I want you to investigate someone for me." "Investigate someone? That's easy. Who is it?"

"My ex-wife." Hearing that, Matthew spat out a mouthful of alcohol and coughed lightly. "Investigate your ex-wife? Are you alright, bro?" Owen was silent, and his thin lips tightly pursed. "Alright. Send me her photo." "I don't have one." Owen continued nonchalantly, "She doesn't like taking

photos."

"What kind of woman wouldn't like to take photos? Your wife must be very ugly then."

Owen frowned and blurted out, "Your wife is the ugly one!"

In the front passenger seat, Jose looked out of the window speechlessly as he

listened to the childish quarrel behind him.

"Ah, aren't you already divorced? Why are you so protective of your ex-wife?

Looks like you still have feelings for her." Matthew was not afraid of death and joked crazily on the other side of the line. "Cut the crap. Will you help or not?" Owen's face darkened. "Yes. How can I not help my old friend? Send me a copy of her basic

information, and I will investigate for you immediately." Owen hung up the phone and sent the information to Matthew's email. After receiving the information, Matthew replied with an "OK". He drank a glass of wine, rubbed his sore arms, and walked to the elevator. He came to Poya to do business, so he rented the presidential suite of The Nomad for half a month.

He pressed the button in the elevator. Just as the elevator was about to close, it

was opened by a hand. The door slowly opened, and two bodyguards led the way, followed by a man and a woman.