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Chapter 289
Maya no longer seemed as high-spirited and haughty as she was before. She did not even have any
makeup on and all that was left on her face was a weary countenance.
She walked over to stand in front of Leanna. Just as Maya was about to say something, she turned her
head and met Zoe's curious eyes before snorting. "What are you staring at? Bedazzled by my natural
beauty?"
Zoe was speechless beyond words as she thought, I'm gonna wash my eyes with acid.
Noticing that Maya seemed to have something to share with her, Leanna stated, "Zoe, why don't you
head inside first?"
As a result, Zoe nodded before glancing at Maya. "You'd better not try anything funny because I won't
let you get away with things!"
Surprisingly, Maya did not rebuke her words and merely turned her in the other direction, ignoring her.
As soon as Zoe entered the studio, Leanna asked, "Spill. Why are you here?"
Maya replied, "Let's go for some coffee. My treat."
Since her invite sounded sincere like never before, Leanna decided to go along with her to a nearby
cafe.
After they had taken a seat, Maya stated, "You must be pleased to see me in such a state, huh?"
Leanna was amused by her words. "What is there to be happy about? What has this got to do with
me?"
Maya responded, "Why didn't you let me know in advance that your ex-husband was the president of
Pearson Group? I behaved like an idiot as I flaunted in front of you. You must have felt quite smug
about it, huh?"
"Whatever floats your boat."
It was then the waiter served their coffee.
Maya took the cup in her hands and sipped on it before slowly mentioning, "My husband is in prison
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtright now. I've been seeking help from everyone I can think of recently, but none of them have been
decent to me. I've finally realized how superficial relationships can be. Anyway, let's cut to the chase. I
came over to see you today to mainly say thanks. I know that you don't wish for other forms of
gratitude, so this is just a token of my appreciation."
Leanna replied solemnly, "If you did want to express your gratitude, then you shouldn't have turned up
today."
"You…" Maya seemed to have something to say, but in the end, she stifled her words and merely
snorted. "Whether I express my gratitude or not is a decision for me to make while you are the one who
gets to decide whether you accept it."
"You don't have to thank me and I won't have to accept it either. As for the situation that day, I wouldn't
have stood aside and done nothing even if it was just an animal there. Besides, you're a living human. I
just did what I thought was the right thing to do, so I don't need any form of gratitude or appreciation."
As soon as Maya heard that, her expression turned ashen. She was not dull, so she clearly could
comprehend that Leanna was making a snide remark to say that she was incomparable to an animal.
As such, she inhaled a deep breath. "Anyway, this is all I have to say. Don't even expect me to say
anything else other than this. I will never ever apologize to you."
In response, Leanna merely smiled without saying a thing.
After Maya left, Leanna headed back to the studio too.
As soon as Zoe saw her walk in, she ran up to her. "Nana, how did it go? Did she come to cause
trouble for you?"
Leanna shook her head. "No."
Zoe replied, "Well, I didn't think she was here to cause trouble either. Did you notice that she looked
like a completely different person from before? She used to be so haughty, but today, she seemed
rather downcast and totally dispirited."
Leanna parted her lips and attempted to say something, but in the end, she did not mention the
encounter she shared with Maya before. Instead, she merely patted Zoe on the back. "I'll start on some
designs now. Come and get me if there are any issues."
Zoe nodded. "Okay."
Seated in front of the work desk, Leanna looked at the drafts in front of her, but she did not seem to feel
at ease.
Although she knew that Jethro was ultimately after some money, she felt increasingly frustrated to be
waiting endlessly for him to get in touch.
Furthermore, Leanna recalled the moment last night when she had mentioned to Jethro how her
mother married him while she was already pregnant with Leanna, as well as his reaction to that.
Precisely due to that, Leanna felt undeniably anxious.
Instinctively, she felt that Jethro must be aware of some secrets; perhaps it was something much more
major than she could ever imagine.
After some time, she collected her things and stood up.
As soon as Zoe saw her walk out of the room, she asked, "Nana, what's wrong?"
Leanna responded, "I need to go somewhere. Zoe, can I borrow your car?"
Zoe flung the car keys at her. "Where are you headed to?"
"I'm going to see Ron."
At that moment, Zoe was caught by surprise. "Are you able to locate him?"
Someone like Ron would be difficult to locate if he went into hiding. In fact, Aidan's men had even taken
a lot of effort to locate him, but they had not been able to come up with a single clue at all.
After a moment of silence, Leanna finally replied, "I've got a solution."
After all, every man had their weak spot and Ron should be no exception to this rule too.
With that, Leanna exited the studio and immediately set her GPS to a specific location.
An hour later, her car came to a stop as she arrived at the destination.
The entire area was full of rundown residential homes and there was rubbish strewn everywhere with
gutters running all over. The place was a stark contrast to the bustling town of Highside; it seemed to
have been overlooked during the development stage before it became run down and dilapidated. Truth
be told, it felt as if the place would eventually fade into oblivion.
Leanna flicked through her phone and found an address. She asked directions from two middle-aged
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmwomen by the roadside before she walked in the direction they had pointed her to.
She took several turns before arriving at a junction to an alley and she saw the person she was after
sitting there.
It was Queenie's father.
When the police previously investigated Queenie's profile, they found this old address from the
information they obtained on her. Back when Leanna had just returned from Underwood Lane, Zoe had
also mentioned that Queenie's father had come over to see her.
Putting her phone away, Leanna walked over to stand in front of the man. "Hi, Mr. Wojzicki, I'm Leanna.
I'm one of Queenie's ex-colleague."
The middle-aged man heard that and hastily rose to his feet before gesturing at her to enter the house
and take a seat. Subsequently, he went to pour her a glass of water.
Leanna paused upon seeing that and she smiled in response while handing over the fruit basket in her
hands. "That's alright, Mr. Wojzicki. I'm here today to ask about something."
The middle-aged man gestured and realized that Leanna was not able to understand him, so he took
out a piece of paper from behind and quickly scribbled on it.
Once he finished writing, Leanna then realized that he wanted to find out how Queenie had been doing
recently.
It seemed he was unaware of what had happened to Queenie lately. Although he had gone over to Lux
Jewelry to see her once, he never visited her again ever since she chased him out.
Leanna replied, "I'm not too sure about how she's doing, but she should be doing well."
After all, Queenie was a designer who had studied abroad, so even if she was fired by Lux Jewelry, she
would easily be able to find another job elsewhere or even gain some freelance gigs based on her
talents. Judging by her personality, she would never allow herself to lead a life that was worse than
before.
As soon as the middle-aged man heard that, he seemed to heave a sigh of relief. Subsequently, he
wrote down a few words on the paper and asked what she was after.
She pursed her lips and finally responded after some time, "Mr. Wojzicki, do you know where Ron is?"