CHAPTER 9

“Would you like a tour of the Apex Z Group facilities while you’re here?”

Louis shook his head.

“Not today. I have other matters to attend to.”

What was more urgent now was to determine who the real owner of the doll was.

If Vivian’s doll was in the attic, that meant the person who saved him years ago wasn’t Vivian at all, but someone else.

Who was it, then?

He needed to find that girl as soon as possible.

“At your command, Sir. I’m always here to await your arrival.”

John said with a bow.

He then indicated that he would see Louis off, but Louis politely declined.

As Louis turned to leave, the entrance door swung open and a young woman rushed in.

She wore a blue and white business outfit, her figure stunning and her beauty exceptional.

Her long hair was pulled up in a high ponytail, looking vibrant and bouncy.

She walked briskly, almost bumping into Louis.

“Oh! I’m so sorry!” she gasped, looking up at Louis with wide eyes.

“It’s f—fine,” Louis said curtly and hesitantly, stepping as