Rise to Greatness After Divorce

Chapter 3: Moriarty

Heath couldn't believe his eyes; the woman who had just gone upstairs was his wife, Freya, and his gaze was still fixed in the direction she had vanished.

"Heath? Heath?" Ivy gently shook the man's arm, "Heath, do you often come to this bar? What's upstairs? Why did that man say we couldn't go up?"

"Ivy, you're just too innocent. Look at them; I don't think it's necessary for you to go up there. Let's not sully our eyes," Ava said with disdain, casting a glance upwards.

"Ava!" Ivy reprimanded Ava verbally, but a barely noticeable smile crept onto her face.

"Heath, since you're getting a divorce anyway, don't mind it. Let's go back and have a drink," she continued.

"The private rooms upstairs are reserved for special guests at this bar," Heath said, as if he had just heard Ivy's previous question. "I was fortunate enough to go up once, but there's nothing particularly special about them."

That was also the reason why he often hung out here. The last time he was at a party upstairs, he had the honor of meeting Beau Williams. After making some inquiries, he found out that the room at the end of the corridor was specifically reserved for him.

Heath's company had a lot of business with the Williams family. If he could become good friends with the eldest son of the Williams family at the bar, it would definitely be of great help to the development of his company.

"But... How did she get up there...? And this man named Zoe, as far as he knows, is only responsible for receiving important guests upstairs. When did Freya get to know him?" Heath had so many questions that he didn't voice out, but couldn't figure out.

"Special guest? That country bumpkin from the farm? Even if she's dressed up, isn't she still Freya Morris from Morris Farm? Heath, have you been deceived?" Ava thought Heath's words were exaggerated.

"Let's not discuss this anymore, let's go back," Ivy said, tugging at Ava's corner of her shirt, signaling her to stop talking.

Ivy noticed that Heath was suppressing his anger. She knew that Heath always minded when people said that he had married a farm girl who never went to school.

Moreover, she had understood the situation of this bar. People who could open private rooms upstairs were no longer in the same class as them. So she was even more curious than Heath. How did Freya Morris manage to do it?

At that moment, in the room at the end of the corridor upstairs, a man was shaking the wine in his glass and watching everything downstairs.

"Interesting," he said, then he picked up the glass and took a sip.

The rooms upstairs were all equipped with one-way mirrors, which allowed for a clear view of everything happening outside. Of course, there was a switch next to it. When this function was turned off, the glass could become a "wall."

"What kind of melodramatic drama have you seen again? Or have you found a girl who suits your taste?"

Dane, a childhood friend of Beau and the man behind the bar, had one of the purposes of opening this bar was to observe all kinds of people and their stories in the bar from upstairs. Everyone knows that there are very rich stories in the bar.

"Is Rachel Lee a regular here?" Beau left the glass and walked to the side of the sofa.

"You mean the third daughter of the Lee family? She is a regular, but I'm not very familiar with her," Dane said, hearing Beau asking about a woman, he became interested. "Why, are you interested in her? Let's find an opportunity to get to know her later."

Beau gave Dane a look and ignored him.

"How about the person I asked you to help me find? How is it going on your side?" Beau asked.

"You mean Moriarty? Are you sure there is such a person? I have sent people to find every big and small hospital in the country, but I haven't found it. Is it made up by Doctor White to comfort you?"

"No, Doctor White is a top expert in the field of cardiothoracic surgery in the medical field, and he won't use such a poor reason to deceive me."

"But he is 60 years old and is the top doctor of cardiothoracic surgery in the country. He has no confidence in the operation, and he asks you to find a young man named Moriarty?"

Dane said these things, and Beau had also considered it.

But Beau's grandfather, Adam Williams, a month ago, the condition deteriorated. The left atrial blood vessel ruptured and caused internal bleeding, and it almost did not save.

The heart procedure originally scheduled for this month, formulated by Doctor White, also had to be postponed because Adam's blood vessels were too fragile, and they were worried that the blood vessels would rupture at any time during the surgery.

If a foolproof plan is not found, Doctor White and the Williams family will not let Adam Williams undergo heart replacement surgery at will.

But Adam Williams is currently in a very bad situation, and Doctor White estimates that he can only hold on for three months.

Under the repeated persuasion of the Williams family, Doctor White mentioned the person of Moriarty.

Doctor White told Beau that if his teacher was still alive, the operation would be no problem, but his teacher had passed away. Moriarty was taught by the same teacher as him. Although Moriarty is younger than him, he has completely inherited the teacher's mantle, and the technology is far superior to his own.

But after the teacher passed away, Moriarty also retired, and he hadn't seen Moriarty for a long time. If you can find Moriarty and let her be the main knife, Adam Williams may still have a glimmer of hope.

So Beau must find her as soon as possible!

At the other end of the corridor, Zoe has already taken Freya to the room reserved by Rachel.

In fact, as soon as Freya entered the corridor from the stairs, she immediately released Zoe's arm. What she did just now was a bit crazy, and it was not like herself in those last two years.

Zoe has seen a lot of such situations and doesn't care. He skillfully introduced Freya to the snacks on the table, the types of wine on the side, and the taste.

"How old are you this year?" Freya listened to the introduction, picked up a piece of chocolate and put it in her mouth.

Zoe was stunned. He looked at Freya.

This question has been asked by many people, and he used to adjust the number according to the attitude of the customer, but today he wanted to answer truthfully.

"20 years old."

Freya nodded, "20 years old, it's great to be young. I used to be 20 years old, and at that time I lived on a farm and was with my grandparents and parents every day. That was my happiest time."

"Thank you just now," Freya showed a beautiful smile.

"Hmm? Are you talking about just now? But I didn't do anything."

"It's enough," Freya felt that the piece of chocolate just now was delicious, and she took another piece.

Zoe has seen many people, and he can clearly feel that the woman beside him is not an ordinary farm girl, they say.

Her temperament and talk are not like that.

Even if she is just an ordinary farm girl, she is also a good friend of Rachel Lee. As long as these two ladies are taken care of today, the tip will not be less.

"Is it delicious? If you like, I can help you pack some and take it back," Zoe said, "This chocolate is customized by our boss from Italy, and it is said that it is not available outside."

Rachel's figure finally appeared behind the one-way glass, and her call took a bit longer.

Pushing the door into the room, Rachel saw the two people in the room seemed to be chatting very happily, and she was very satisfied. She took out a few pieces of money from her bag and signaled that Zoe could go out first.

"Freya, I just heard my brother say that someone is offering a reward of 1 million to find you?"

"Me?" Freya looked at Rachel suspiciously.

"Well, Moriarty? Isn't that you?"