Twenty-three years. Twenty-three years had passed without them meeting or contacting each other.
Ever since she had called, he had been feeling unsettled. He could not bring himself to avoid her, so he agreed to meet her when she begged him to do so.
A long time later, he quietly said, “Book me a flight to Prosa City.”
Prosa City?
Nathan was startled, but eventually figured it out. So…it was her.
He did not dare delay and hurriedly said, “Yes, Young Master Burton.”
“Also, run a background check on her current situation and update me.” His tone was condescending.
Nathan nodded solemnly. “Okay, I’ll check it out as soon as I reach the company.”
In less than half an hour, a complete document was placed in front of Zivon, with everything clearly laid out from twenty years ago to now.
Zivon’s eyes fell on the last page and his eyes dimmed.
[Divorced, bereaved.]
Ah, so that was why she wanted to meet him.
He looked at Nathan. “Has the flight been booked? What time is it?”
“Young Master Burton, the earliest flight is at three o’clock in the morning. If you prefer, I could arrange for a private jet.”
“No need. Pass me any urgent documents and hold off on the rest for a few days.”
“Yes, Young Master Burton.”
After that, Zivon was completely immersed in his work. It wasn’t until one o’clock in the morning that he returned to the villa, took a shower, and packed some clothes.
Ding, ding! Zivon received a text message.
It was from the person who had called this morning. [Remember to bring her with you—I want to meet the both of you together. This is the first time I’ve asked you for something in so many years, Ziv… You won't refuse me, right?]
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