Chapter 6: Investigating
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CHAPTER 6: INVESTIGATING
“Can you do that?” Den asked the man clad in a neat grey suit sitting uprightly in front of her.
They were currently in a private room in a high-end restaurant.
It has been a week since she transmigrated. She went through complicated and private connections before being able to contact the best and most efficient private investigators.
As part of the entertainment industry, she was knowledgeable and familiar with the undercurrent of this seemingly leisurely and extravagant circle.
Paparazzi— the nightmare and the annoying bugs in the lives of famous celebrities— Den has long been familiar with how they operate.
After being stalked by them for so long in her original world, she finally lost her patience and after socializing with a lot of people from different walks of life, she came to know the private intelligence agencies.
Ever since then, her public relations (PR) team dealt with the paparazzi and other celebrities who tried to slander her with the help of these agencies.
It was fortunate that there were a lot of similarities between this world and her original world. Despite the differences in people living here, they follow an almost identical ‘pattern’ to her real world. Therefore, she was able to contact the best private intelligence agency she knew. Thanks to Nathalie’s fat bank account and with help of the system, without needing Den’s wide range of connections in her original life, she was still able to communicate with the necessary people.
“Yes, Ms. Ortega. We will do our best to hand you the information you’re looking for as soon as possible.” Although the man was smiling professionally, Den could still feel the annoyance behind that smile.
She couldn’t stop biting her lips and showing an innocent look. Internally, she sighed. She couldn’t blame the investigator. After all, the agency she contacted mostly handled illegal, government, and business-related matters. It was rare that they were being contacted for trivial things such as a******y.
The man was also momentarily stunned by the innocent glance that Den gave him. It was the first time the young lady had an expression that suited her age.
Ever since the meeting with the young lady started, and despite her wearing a pink off-shoulder and black skirt popular at her age— the teenager still had an aura of an adult woman who experienced a lot in life. Even the way she discussed the matter with the suspected a******y of her stepmother was extremely solemn, as if a life was on the line, which somehow baffled him. Nevertheless, he would still do his best to help the teenager find out everything about her stepmother and the man she was secretly having an affair with.
He nodded again and bid goodbye.
Once the man left, Den leaned on the soft leather chair.
It was unclear how Nathalie’s family circumstances led to such a tragic death in the original story. The author might have only created the event in order to benefit the protagonists, however, in a world that developed a life on its own, every outcome was caused by a number of factors.
She needed to identify these factors and prepare how to deal with them. She could not stop her imminent death, but at least she could avoid such misery from happening to her.
Thus, she sought professional help in investigating all the things about the dangerous variables in the Ortega Family, the stepmother and the halfsister, as well as the man they mentioned.
Den already had a hunch, but she still needed concrete evidence to confirm her suspicions.
She drank the last bit of her coffee and looked at the untouched snacks in front of her. Thinking for a bit, she then called a waiter and asked them to wrap them up. After settling the bill, she went out of the restaurant and got in her car. Nathalie was not yet 18 but fortunately, she acquired a student driver’s license and Francis gifted her an Aston Martin luxury car on her 17th birthday.
Den smirked, It’s really cool to be born rich.
It was Monday but since it was Den's school semestral break, she could do anything she wants.
She started the engine and got onto the highway. While driving, the luxury car warned her about the severe traffic on a nearby avenue. She immediately decided to choose a different route.
Who would have expected that this route would lead her to the male lead?
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After an hour, two pairs of eyes were staring into each other.
One tall and one short. The other was looking down, the other was looking up.
Den asked, not quietly believing what she was seeing, ‘System, a! Are you sure that this child on the ground was the male lead?!’
She really felt like crying.
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