I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away

Liam Michaelson personally went to Ravenwood to discuss Joy Chaucer's situation and the possibility that the Celestial Alliance had targeted Terrence. Terrence had more leads than the police, but some things needed to be investigated by them directly. He could only guide them without revealing too much.

"Celestial Alliance's assassins?" Terrence asked. "Who is the founder of this organization?"

"Age unknown, appearance unknown, gender uncertain. On the streets, they are called Mr. Hawthorne. This person is elusive," Liam Michaelson explained. "The Celestial Alliance has committed numerous major crimes, and the authorities are already watching them."

However, there were too many assassins in the Celestial Alliance. Without uprooting it from its source, there would always be another Celestial Alliance.

"I think I've heard some news about this Celestial Alliance before. Based on its founding time, it should be over twenty years old. The assassins trained within it are groomed from a young age. Calculating the time, even if someone founded it in their twenties, after more than twenty years, they would be almost fifty now."

Liam Michaelson was quick to extract useful information: "So the founder is at least fifty years old, but this doesn't rule out the possibility that someone else took over midway."

Terrence remained silent.

Was he really expected to name names?

Terrence was only guessing and guiding Liam Michaelson to investigate in this direction. He couldn't directly say that Reginald might be the founder of the Celestial Alliance, as that would involve the Sterling family.

Terrence outwardly agreed: "That's possible, but not very likely. I suddenly remembered that the first shot hit the tire back then. This assassin has a soft heart; they had a clear chance for a fatal shot. If you find this assassin, it might be very helpful."

Terrence suspected who fired the first shot that night-Selene.

Only then did everything connect perfectly.

The one who silenced Ethan Channing for the first time was likely Selene as well.

Terrence learned from Meredith that Selene had visited her before and warned her not to look for the Celestial Alliance.

Selene knew some things but couldn't speak due to differing stances.

Now that Selene was missing, she might have been dealt with internally by the Celestial Alliance, which was why Terrence asked Liam Michaelson to investigate.

If they were timely enough, they might save Selene's life.

Liam Michaelson was somewhat excited; this was a lead: "Mr. Sterling, did you see what the assassin looked like? Any clue would help-gender, height?"

Terrence pretended to ponder for a moment before speaking seriously: "It seemed like a woman. I saw her in the rearview mirror; she had a good figure and looked quite young, around twenty years old. When Ethan Channing was first silenced and failed, you might find surveillance footage nearby that captured her face."

"Mr. Sterling, your information is very useful. Why didn't you mention this before?"

Terrence replied earnestly: "You never asked. I was injured and my memory was hazy; I forgot about it."

Liam Michaelson believed him.

"Mr. Sterling, please stay safe. We will increase police presence to ensure your safety until the case is solved."

Terrence nodded: "Thank you for your efforts."

"It's our duty," Liam Michaelson said. "I won't disturb your rest any longer."

"Officer Michaelson, take care," Terrence said politely without getting up to see him off.

"No need," Liam Michaelson replied quickly.

After Liam Michaelson left, Terrence remained seated on the sofa. Expecting the police to trace everything back to Reginald wasn't going to be easy.

The Celestial Alliance had existed for so many years without even capturing its assassins, let alone Reginald.

Terrence was eager to cure his eyes, and that evening, news came from the hospital that a suitable cornea had been found. The surgery was scheduled for two days later.

This news excited Meredith and all members of the Sterling family who hoped for a successful operation.

On the surface, Terrence appeared calm and indifferent, but inside he was nervous and anxious. This surgery had to succeed; otherwise, his chances of regaining vision would be even lower.

In these two days, he also reduced his outings to avoid unnecessary trouble.

On the day of the surgery,

Before it began, Terrence met with his attending physician alone.

"Dr. Simpson, what are the chances of success?"

Dr. Simpson conservatively replied: "Thirty percent."