Chapter 167

“Oh, right!”
The private detective pulled a medical record from his bag, placed it on the table, and pushed it toward Angeline.
“This is the medical record of Ned, the current CEO of Fletcher Corporation. You might find this interesting. I’ll include this as a complimentary service at no charge, as a thank you for the years of support you’ve provided our detective agency.”
After reviewing the donation certificate from Yates Group, Angeline opened Ned’s medical record. It clearly stated that Ned’s memory was gradually recovering. The detective expected an emotional reaction from Angeline, but her expression remained undecipherable.
He scratched his nose in confusion and remarked, “Ms. Emmerson, your reaction is not what I anticipated.”
Angeline closed the medical record and casually placed it on the coffee table.
“In the future, don’t overstep on matters I haven’t asked you to investigate.”
“Right!”
The detective made an ‘okay’ gesture and couldn’t help but add, “I took the liberty of looking into your history with Mr. Fletcher. What a passionate love affair in your youth! If Mr. Fletcher recalls your past together, he might even help you go against Yates Group.”
“There’s no need for that,” Angeline said with a smile.
She looked at the detective across from her and lifted her coffee cup.
“I prefer to handle things I can do myself without involving others.”
After all, her plan involved taking revenge on Ned as well.
“The coffee is on you,” Angeline said, then picked up her bag and left the café.
Just as Angeline exited the café, she ran into Bradley, who had arrived with some classmates.
Bradley saw Angeline and sneered, “Ah, if it isn’t Angeline. Just a few days ago, you were flirting with students at Cloudsville College. What brings you to the entrance of Oceanford College today? Are you tired of the students from Cloudsville and looking to make some money here?”
Angeline was about to leave, but then she stopped and asked, “We don’t seem to have any connection in our lives. Yet, since our encounter at Cloudsville College yesterday, you seem to harbor intense malice toward me.”
“You do know Bradley is Mr. Fletcher’s cousin, right? You drugged his family member, so of course, Bradley hates you!” one of Bradley’s classmates said mockingly to Angeline.
“Cousin?”
Angeline raised an eyebrow.
“How about you name your price? Bradley might not offer as much as Mr. Fletcher, but he won’t shortchange you!” a friend of Bradley’s said, elbowing him while sizing up Angeline. “Despite sleeping with many men, your beauty still warrants a decent price. How about two thousand dollars for Bradley?”
“Sure!”
Bradley crossed his arms.
“Two thousand dollars is nothing-just the cost of one meal.”
“I grew up with Ned, but I’ve never seen you before.”
Angeline spoke with Oceanford College’s president on the phone yesterday. She wasn’t inclined to revoke Bradley’s scholarship. After all, she felt that earning a scholarship through one’s capabilities was commendable.
However, Bradley’s name appeared on the list of financially disadvantaged students supported by Angeline, provided by the college president.
This was an additional support program Angeline offered to Oceanford College for financially disadvantaged students. It was meant to ensure that the students wouldn’t have to sacrifice their rest to work due to financial strain, allowing them to focus on their studies entirely. If Bradley were truly Ned’s cousin, like Gregory, the Fletcher family would surely support him.
She wondered why he needed this support money.