The more Jean thought about it, the more upset she became. She called Barry to ask him about George.

Barry agreed without hesitation.

Recently, he just received the news about Grace's suicide. He didn't know how to tell Jean. Now that she wanted to meet him, he was left with no other choice but to see her.

They decided to meet at an abandoned garage in the suburbs. Jean arrived a bit earlier than Barry and waited for him. It was not long until she saw his car approaching.

"Barry, any update?" Jean asked in a hurry.

"Miss Gu, don't worry. It's done, but—"

"But what?" Jean interrupted him. "Barry, I didn't spend a fortune on you just to fail such a small task."

"Miss Gu, please let me finish first." Barry smiled wryly. "The task has been accomplished. But Grace didn't tell George the truth. I h

me.

After all, it was a convenient place to see her plan unfold. She then called Terence in the afternoon. He was about to leave from work. "Hello, Jean. Isn't it late? Why did you call me?"

"Terence, are you at work?" Jean asked softly.

"I'm about to get off work. What's up?" Terence asked nonchalantly.

"Here's the thing." A smile crept upon her lips. "The lights went out in my house. My dad is not here. I'm going to ask you a favor. Can you fix it for me? I'm a little scared."

"How about you stay in a hotel for today?" Terence suggested. "I'm afraid I cannot fix it."

"I see." Jean was not happy with his response. She smiled bitterly and came up with an elaborate excuse. "I was about to change the light bulb, but silly me, I sprained my ankle and couldn't move.

Terence, can you pick up?"