Chapter 389 A Slip Of Tongue

“You’re… Ray–Ray!” Upon hearing Raylee’s voice, Halston was seized by fright.

“Why are you on the line? Where’s Mr. Foucault? Why are you answering his phone? Oh my goodness, it seems like I’ve really messed up. Ray–Ray, I’m begging you, please pretend you never received this call! Otherwise, I’ll be doomed tonight. Oh dear, I was so careless. Why didn’t I confirm it was Mr. Leonardo before I spoke!”

Listening to Halston ranting in panic, Raylee was pretty much certain about one thing – Leonardo was a member of the Lorimer family.

“Halston, I would have found out sooner or later. Since you’ve already told me half of it, you might as well tell me everything now and save me the trouble of guessing.”

Raylee skillfully coaxed. “As long as you tell me everything, I’ll owe you a favor, and I promise to keep it a secret. If you don’t tell me, I’ll eventually figure it out by following the clues. When the time comes, I’ll tell Mr. Foucault that it was you who told me. You’re a smart man. You shouldn’t need to think about what to do, right?”

“No, no, no…” Halston heaved a deep sigh. “I’ll tell you… I’ll tell you, alright?”

His tone carried an air of resignation toward his fate.

“All I know is that Mr. Foucault is Jeremiah Lorimer. Beyond that, I’m just as clueless as you are. I have no idea why he didn’t die, how he became Mr. Foucault, or why he returned to the country wearing a mask. Goodness me, I’ve already revealed Mr. Foucault’s true identity to you. I beg you, you must keep it a secret…”

At this moment, all Raylee could hear was ringing in her ears.

It was as if she had gone deaf, shutting out the entire world.

She had no strength left in her hands, causing the phone to slip and fall to the ground. Seemingly oblivious to it, she turned to look toward the bathroom.

At that time, the sound of Leonardo taking a shower could still be heard.

However, the person standing inside was no longer Leonardo.

From the very beginning, from the day he took her away from the cemetery, he was never Leonardo. He wore a heavy silver mask, carefully concealing his identity as he approached me. Just how cunning must a person be to be capable of such an act? Yet, he silently remained by my side, not to harm me, but to love and cherish me.

Reminiscing over the past six months, she could feel the depth of Jeremiah’s love for her.

Before she knew it, tears had blurred Raylee’s vision.

She didn’t blame Jeremiah for concealing his identity. Yet her emotions were complex.

At that moment, the bathroom door swung open.

Upon seeing Raylee standing as still as a statue, her face covered in tears, Jeremiah was instantly thrown into panic and hurried over to her.

“What happened? Are you feeling unwell? Ray–Ray, don’t scare me!”

Raylee looked up at him, finding an excuse. “I dropped your phone on the ground. I’m not sure if it’s broken…”

“You’re crying over this?” Jeremiah picked up his phone, inspected it, and reassured her, “The screen’s just a bit cracked, but it’s no big deal. Even if it was really broken, I wouldn’t blame you.”

Raylee wiped away the tears that filled her eyes.

As she gazed upon the silver mask that adorned Jeremiah’s face, she couldn’t help but reach out and gently touch it.

It turned out that her gut feeling was right all this while, despite her feeling otherwise.

The masked man was indeed Jeremiah.

Chapter 389 A Slip Of Tongue

The man who had perished in Musmeyna had returned to her side, but as another man, falling in love with her.

“What’s wrong? You seem off tonight, crying like this. Is it really because of my phone?” Jeremiah raised his hand, lightly touching her forehead. “You don’t seem to have a fever. Are you feeling unwell?” Just as he was about to undress her, intending to examine her body, Raylee pulled away.

It didn’t matter that the other party was the boyfriend she had been dating for over half a year.

The sudden shift in his status left her struggling to adjust.

“What’s wrong?” Jeremiah looked at Raylee, utterly puzzled.

“You seemed to recoil from my touch. Ray–Ray, what’s wrong? Tell me.”

Once Raylee’s emotions had settled somewhat, she spoke in a choking voice. “Your phone rang a while ago. I thought it was an important call, so I answered it. It was Halston saying that Mr. Lorimer was rushed to the hospital with a serious condition. He needs a blood transfusion, and they are testing to see if you can do anything to help.”