I shook my head and exclaimed, “I didn’t, Rob!” I had, alas, forgotten that I was dead. There was no way for him to hear me. “That’s right, she left five years ago. Sir, who are you to Hetty?” Rob did not answer. Instead, he left the private room with an angry expression. He put on his sunglasses and became cold again. His assistant, Jack Scott, asked timidly, “Mr. Anderson, do you believe that Ms. Smith has run off with a man?” I stood silently next to Rob and heard him snort.“I don’t. What woman in there would tell the truth? They’re just telling you what you want to hear in both bed and real life. They’re nothing compared to Fiona. But Fiona’s refusing to eat. I can’t leave that be. Use all my networks to find Heather. Even if she’s dead, I want her to be dug out of her grave!” He would not be able to find me. Even the police could not find me, let alone Rob. After receiving clear instructions from Rob, Jack quickly went down the stairs. When he was about to get in
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