My Wife Wants a Divorce by Red Little Fruit

Chapter 177 The Nervous Hunter

Julien narrowed his eyes.

As expected...

"Do you know how Brandon Madden found out that his eldest daughter might still be alive?" Julien asked Zach.

Zach pushed on his glasses. "Yes. Mrs. Madden visited the Downtown Jewelry Shop and the manager mentioned that a girl came by with a mother-daughter necklace. Mrs. Madden made the assumption that the girl could be her eldest daughter."

So, that was what happened.

Sydney told him before that she went to the Downtown Jewelry Shop to ask about the necklace.

Mrs. Madden had long been wearing jewelry from the Downtown Jewelry Shop. Due to her status, the manager of the shop would always personally attend to her. When the manager saw a similar necklace on Mrs. Madden, she told her about Sydney, who came to the shop and asked about the necklace as well.

However, the manager did not tell Mrs. Madden who the girl was and naturally did not mention Sydney's name. Therefore, Mrs. Madden did not know that the one who had her daughter's necklace was not her eldest daughter.

Everything made sense now.

Julien waved his hand and Zach left his office.

After Zach left, Julien picked up his phone and sent this piece of information to Sydney.

Sydney was talking to Luke about where to have their celebratory dinner when she heard a message come through. She paused her conversation and took a glance at her phone screen.

When she saw that it was a message from Julien, she pursed her lip and opened it. [Your guess is right. The Maddens were looking for Clarice Madden.]

Sydney's heart tightened and she placed the phone back to her ear. "Luke, something came up. I'll hang up first."

"Sure." Luke did not think too much about it and agreed.

After she hung up, she replied to Julien, [How did you find out?]

Flint Corporation.

Julien leaned his back against the chair, both his hands intertwined on his abdomen. He kept his gaze on his phone on the table.

The message was sent minutes ago.

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Could she be busy?

Just when he was deep in thought, a message notification came through.

Julien's dark eyes brightened instantly. He leaned forward and picked up his phone.

When he saw that it was indeed a reply from Sydney, he smiled and called her directly.

Sydney was waiting for his reply when the phone suddenly rang and threw her off guard. Her phone slipped from her hand.

Luckily, the phone fell on the table instead of the floor.

Otherwise, she would have to change to a new phone after recently getting a new one.

"Yes?" Sydney was rather rude when she answered the phone.

Julien could hear the displease through her voice and raised his eyebrow.

Did he upset her?

Without thinking much, Julien said, "Zach found out about it."

He then told her everything that Zach said earlier.

When Sydney heard the entire story, she raised her chin in realization. "So, that was what happened."

She thought someone told the Maddens that Clarice Madden might still be alive.

Who knew that it was because she went to the jewelry shop to inquire about the necklace, and it left a trace.

"I understand. Thanks for telling me this, President Flint," Sydney said.

Julien answered, "What's next? Are you going to look for Clarice Madden?"

"Yes. I need to know if she's alive." Sydney nodded.

If Clarice was alive, then she must know why Sydney's father wanted Sydney to look for her.

However, looking for her would be a major issue.

Sydney rubbed her eyebrows and her tone of voice was visibly fatigued. "President Flint, if you're done, I'll hang up first."

Julien wanted to talk to her for a little while more, but he did not know what else to say.

In the end, he nodded. "Okay."

After the call ended, Sydney did not put down her phone. Instead, she sent Hunter a message to ask him out. She needed to tell him something.

When Hunter saw her message, he agreed instantly. He then went to his room to look for an outfit.

Even after a long time, he had trouble deciding what to wear.

When his butler saw the little mountain full of clothes on his bed, he asked Hunter, "Young Master, what are you looking for?"

"I don't know, either," Hunter said in defeat as he sat on the bed.

He just wanted to put on something special before meeting Sydney.

However, after looking through his entire wardrobe, he still could not find anything suitable.

The butler took a few pieces of clothing and said," Young Master, these are your usual favorites."

"It's not enough." Hunter shook his head.

He wanted to change his style, one that would leave an impression on Sydney with a single glance.

Looking at how troubled Hunter appeared, the butler asked, "Young Master, why are you suddenly changing your style? Who are you meeting?"

"A friend," Hunter replied.

The butler rolled his eyes. "Is it a male or female?"

"Female," Hunter said.

The butler's eyes widened, and he suddenly felt a deep sense of relief.

Finally, the young master was interested in a girl!

Otherwise, why would he worry about what to wear? If he was just meeting an ordinary friend, he could just wear as he normally did. He must be meeting someone he had feelings for.

The butler wiped his tears and asked, "Young Master,

who's the girl? Do you need me to prepare a gift?"

Hunter understood that the butler had seen through him. He did not deny it and said, "Get me a bouquet of flowers."

Sydney had no idea about his feelings, after all.

Therefore, he could not suddenly go overboard. He should take things one step at a time.

"Sure. I'll go get it ready now." The butler left Hunter's room happily.

Hunter turned to look at the pile of clothes again.

He quickly got an idea and contacted the styling team.

Two hours later, Hunter came to their rendezvous, a quiet cafe.

When Hunter went in, he looked left and right and finally saw Sydney in a corner.

Sydney had her head buried in her phone, and she did not notice him.

Hunter's arms tightened on the bouquet of flowers in his arms, took a deep breath, and walked toward Sydney.

While he was walking there, his heart was notably racing, and even his steps became heavier than usual.

After all, he was meeting the girl he liked with a bouquet of flowers. Anyone would be nervous.

A situation like this was like a blind date.

Finally, he came to Sydney. He stared at her and said," Sydney, I... I'm here."

Sydney raised her head. When she saw Hunter, her jaw dropped. "You... Why are you dressed like that?"

A loose top with ripped jeans and sneakers, coupled with a messy hairstyle. Worse still, he was holding a bouquet of flowers. Just how funny would Hunter look?

Sydney laughed out loud. "This isn't your usual style at all! What happened to you?"

When Hunter saw her laugh, he was not the slightest bit angry. When the stylist was dressing him up, he knew this would happen.

He only told the stylist that he was meeting a girl he liked. He did not expect the stylist to dress him up... like that. According to the stylist, girls these days were crazy about guys with this style.

No matter how clueless Hunter was, he knew that girls like dominating men in suits and ties.

However, he was short of time. Otherwise, he would have to fight the stylist and make the stylist undo whatever he had done.

"Let's not talk about it. I know it's horrible and I'm going to cry." Hunter sighed and handed the flower over to Sydney.

Sydney pointed at herself with doubt. "This is for me?"

"Yes. Do you like it?" Hunter nodded and held his fist tightly, visibly nervous.

Even though the flowers were prepared by the butler, Hunter himself specifically asked for white roses.

He wanted to give Sydney red roses, but they were not suitable for their relationship right now.

"I do, but why are you giving me flowers suddenly? I thought you brought flowers to meet the girl you like. I didn't expect this to be for me." Sydney took the flowers in surprise.