Chapter 101: You were right
"It’s good to see you too, Bryce Weston. I can finally put a face to your voice after all this time," I said as the corners of my lips also curved upwards into a smile and he let out a low chuckle, running his hand through his dark hair. He was the private investigator I have been working with and it’s finally the day where we meet. "I’m excited to hear more from you," I commented as I gestured for him to come take a seat after the door was closed behind him.
This time a small smirk was etched onto my lips.
I watched as he walked over, closing the distance between us in a few large strides before he pulled the chair out from under the table and plopped right down, getting comfortable.
His dark brown eyes were gleaming with a knowing look and a slight smirk tugged at the corners of his lips. He leaned over to unzip his briefcase and I watched with curious eyes as he pulled out a piece of plain envelope from inside and placed it onto the table between us.
Silence enveloped us for a brief moment as anticipation lingered in the air.
My eyes flickered down to glance at the unassuming piece of envelope as he leaned back into the seat with a relaxed expression that masked his features. He crossed his arms over his chest and our gazes matched.
"I got the details you requested for, Mrs Wilder," he announced. He raised his brow as he looked over at me, leaning in closer towards me, his deep voice dropped to a hush tone. "But that’s not all. I found out much more and I thought it would be helpful," he revealed, his voice laced with a hint of excitement despite the serious expression that stretched across his face.
I arched my brow at him. "Tell me more."
The smirk that was already plastered across his face widened this time. "Gladly." He pulled out the papers and documents from inside the envelope and placed them on the table for me to see. "Here’s a summary of what I have found."