Chapter 277
Chapter 277
"Cause you're my mom in the eyes of the law, I'll give you a day to think about it," Violette said coldly
before walking out of the cafe.
Banquet hall.
Elijah and Adrian had a few drinks, and were both a bit tipsy.
"Adrian, I heard that Dr. Mitchel had another disciple before he died." Elijah poured Adrian some wine
and casually asked the question.
Adrian looked at Elijah with red cheeks, "Mr. Bourne, who told you that?"
Elijah raised his glass and clinked it with Adrian's, "Adrian, just tell me if it's true or not."
Adrian took a sip of wine, hesitantly, "Sorry, I can't reveal any personal information about Dr. Mitchel."
"Dr. Mitchel is dead. Besides, it's not a bad thing."
"What if that person doesn't want their identity to be known?" Adrian replied.
Elijah, "So, Dr. Mitchel did have a disciple."
Adrian saying 'that person' could only be referring to the mysterious man, right?
Adrian raised his glass again and took another sip of wine.
"Adrian, that disciple of Dr. Mitchel's, it's you, isn't it?" Elijah voiced his suspicion.
Adrian instantly spat out the wine in his mouth.
Elijah handed him a box of tissues.
"Thanks." Adrian wiped his mouth with a tissue, blushing, and explained, "Mr. Bourne, I'm just Dr.
Mitchel's assistant. Even though I study medicine too, I'm not worthy to be his student. That's why he
made me his assistant."
"Is that so?" Elijah looked into his eyes, trying to discern the truth.
"Of course! Besides, didn't you already find Sarah Warren?" Adrian changed the subject, "She's pretty
amazing."
"She is, but I want more options," Elijah said solemnly, "I heard Dr. Mitchel's disciple is a middle-aged
man. I've sent a lot of people to find him, but after two months, there were still no clues."
That was why Elijah invited Adrian to drink tonight.
"Mr. Bourne, in your eyes, I'm already a middle-aged man." Adrian said with mixed emotions.
"Sorry, I'm out of ideas."
Adrian drank some more wine, getting impulsive, "Your intel is wrong. Even if Dr. Mitchel has a disciple, Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.
it's not a middle-aged man."
"Oh, so it's a woman?"
Adrian pressed his lips together, not answering, which was as good as admitting it.
Elijah continued to probe, "Adrian, can you reveal more? Name your price, I'm willing to pay."
Adrian had no choice but to pretend to be drunk and slump onto the table.
Violette entered the banquet hall and saw Adrian lying on the table, anger rising within her.
That bastard Elijah!
How could he get her friend drunk?
She strode toward Elijah angrily.
Elijah sensed her and suddenly looked at her.
"Elijah, what's the meaning of this?!" Violette glared at him.
A touch of crimson appeared on his face.
There was even a flicker of innocence in his eyes.
He picked up the wine bottle from the table and showed it to her.
He and Adrian had drunk half a bottle together.
Elijah had reasonable suspicions that Adrian was faking being drunk.
"Adrian doesn't drink much!" Violette, now frowning, put the wine bottle back on the table and tried to
help Adrian up.
When Elijah saw her hand about to touch Adrian, he reached out and pulled her forcefully.
She was caught off guard.
And just like that, she was pulled into his strong embrace.
"Violette, I..." Elijah's eyes gazed at her face, and his voice was hoarse, "I think I'm drunk."