Chapter 291 - 291 18 Watertight
Chapter 291 - 291 18 Watertight
?Chapter 291: Chapter 18: Watertight Chapter 291: Chapter 18: Watertight Over 400 square feet wasn’t exactly small, but with various furniture filling the space, it still offered a cramped visual sensation. Both the furniture and the room’s arrangement appeared worn and old, and with the tiny, slanted windows allowing rare sunshine, it resembled sitting in a damp, dark basement. Though it was now summer, wearing light clothes still brought a chill, letting one imagine how cold this heating-lacking room would be in the winter.
“Sorry, Mr. Adrian, for keeping you waiting, I always have to put my daughter to sleep around this time,” the woman said cautiously as she sat down in front of Adrian, her voice carrying a hint of timidity and nervousness. Her complexion was pale and haggard, a stark contrast to the image Adrian had seen in her photograph at the private detective’s office over two years ago.
“No worries, Ms. Joanna, I understand a mother’s feelings toward her child,” Adrian said with a smile. “Otherwise, I wouldn’t have established this foundation to assist them. Moreover…”
He leaned down and affectionately pinched the cheek of the little girl in his arms. “I have a little one here who needs looking after.”
Unfortunately, Emma wasn’t grateful, tilting her head to roll her eyes at him in protest. Had she not promised earlier to behave and be more ladylike, she might have already jumped up and pinched him back.
“Um… your daughter is very cute,” Rowling said awkwardly after hesitating for a while.
“No, Emma isn’t my daughter,” Adrian shook his head. “She is my friend’s child, and this friend…”
He went on to narrate the events of three years prior, how he had intended to set up a charity foundation, how he had found the right lawyer to assist with legal matters, and the disaster that occurred on the day everything was finalized. As before, Emma’s unfortunate experience quickly won Rowling’s sympathy and fondness. Her gaze softened when looking at the little girl, and the atmosphere in the room noticeably improved.
“You’re a good person, Mr. Adrian, I am extremely grateful for your help,” Rowling finally said, her voice tinged with a hint of tears, sparks of light flickering in her eyes.
“I only wish to do my best to help those who can be helped,” Adrian replied, smiling. He had kept track of Rowling’s movements over the years, thus he was quite aware of her situation. The current JK Rowling was experiencing the darkest period of her life, lost and suffering from depression, with inadequate support from her psychiatrist. Hence, Adrian had chosen this moment to come to London, for providing help during a crisis was better than adding adornments to prosperity.
“Let’s leave the matters to the professionals,” Adrian added then. “Blank is the head of the foundation, and Charli is my secretary and assistant. They will ask you a few questions and then you’ll need to fill out some forms. If you have any suggestions, please mention them, so we can improve and do better in the future.”
Rowling nodded and immediately began discussing with Charlize and a middle-aged man who appeared to be in his forties, while Adrian enjoyed a moment with the little girl and exchanged a few words with Kate before starting to reassess the room.
Although he had already observed the surroundings while Rowling was putting her daughter to sleep, he hadn’t found those fabled bits of paper from the cafe. He needed to find them; otherwise, he would have to bring it up in another way, which would seem too contrived. It was best to find them.
“May I use the restroom, Ms. Joanna?” Adrian suddenly asked after a moment.
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