CHAPTER 20
When I reached Alex’s apartment, I found the door slightly ajar. Drawing in a shaky breath, I was about to press the doorbell when his voice sounded inside.
“Dad! You have no idea how happy I am today…..” My fingers froze midair, and I lowered my hand again, pressing my ears closer to the door so that I could hear clearly. “I won’t ever have to put up with that b***h again.”
My eyebrows furrowed, and tears stung my eyes. Was he talking about me? If he hated me so much, why did he keep deterring me from breaking up again and again?
“Rest assured, Dad! My intel is hundred percent correct. Tristan Moore, studying at ACMS is the man we are looking for.” I peeked through the eyehole to find Alex, turning over my journal in his hand. “He had probably erased Ayame’s memories. T
