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    As Eileen had anticipated, Bryan couldn’t bear to see Gabri cry. He quickly scooped her up, showered her with kisses, and soothed her, swiftly turning her tears intoughter.


    At that moment, Raymond returned Eileen’s call. Eileen stepped away to find a quiet spot to talk.


    “Ms. Curtis, I’ve found out the apartment is registered under Denise Moran’s name. It was transferred to her half a month ago,” Raymond said.


    Eileen asked, “Where did Denise get the money for the apartment? Can you find out about that?”


    “Our investigation revealed that a significant amount of money was sent from an international source to Denise, though we have yet to identify exactly where it came from,” Raymond paused, then murmured, “It doesn’t make sense. Roderick and his family have no known connections abroad.”


    Eileen knew exactly who Roderick was acquainted with. He had started his career delivering food in Onalsnd and eventually opened a restaurant. He stayed in touch with the friends he had met during his food delivery days. He wasn’t familiar with anyone outside Onalsnd or South Town, and certainly not anyone abroad.


    “Roderick has no idea that the apartment was bought. This has to be connected to Judie,” Eileen said.


    Considering Denise’s age, she wouldn’t be involved with foreign transactions or have the resources. But how had Judie acquired the funds?


    “Monitor Judie and Denise closely. Let me know right away if there are any changes,” Eileen instructed. Being an outsider, this was the extent of what she could do.


    “Of course, Ms. Curtis,” Raymond answered without hesitation.


    Once she ended the call, Eileen went back to the dining room, where lunch was set and ready. Ruby, Bryan, and Gabri were seated at the table. Ruby and Bryan were amusing the little one as they waited for Eileen. Eileen found herself mesmerized by the scene. It was something she hadn’t dared to imagine in years.


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    Bryan’s gaze shifted towards her abruptly. Noticing her at the doorway, he stood, gently took her hand, and guided her to a seat.


    “There will be plenty more moments like this ahead. It’s not toote to start epting this reality bit by bit. You don’t need to dwell on this moment forever,” Bryan said, his voice steady, quickly dispelling Eileen’s mncholy.


    Arching an eyebrow, Eileen said, “You sure talk big. Even during your short lunch break, youe home to eat, just like I do.” They always felt like this was a dream, and the difort was noticeable whenever they were apart.


    Bryanughed softly and admitted, “Yes, you’re right.”


    Having won this small debate, Eileen felt more settled and began having lunch. No matter how busy Bryan was, he always made sure toe home for all three meals each day.


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