Love's Perfect Match

Yena initially thought that after saying those words, Elspeth would at least have a worried expression. However, she never
expected Elspeth to simply chuckle. "What's so funny?"
"Yena, do you really think this is your chance to give me an opportunity?"
"What do you mean?" Yena's right eyelid twitched.
"Do yourself a favor and call your lab. Ask them about the current situation."
Suddenly, Yena seemed to understand something. She took out her phone and was shocked by the overwhelming messages on
it. I just asked Elspeth to come over, but so much has already happened within an hour. "You deliberately made conversation
with me to lower my guard and sabotage my lab, didn't you?"
At her words, Elspeth felt somewhat helpless. "How can you describe it that way? Weren't you the one who wanted to have a
conversation with me?"
Yena was so angry that she smashed her phone onto the ground. "Elspeth, you cunning b*tch!"
"All is fair in war." Elspeth couldn't be bothered to argue with her. "Now, it seems like your plan won't succeed anymore. If you
truly realize your mistakes, then turn yourself in."
"Turn myself in?" Yena's smile deepened. "Even if I were to die, I will never turn myself in!"
Upon finishing her words, she got ready to climb over the railing and jump down. Unfortunately, before she could jump, Elspeth
grabbed her arm.
"What are you doing? Why are you saving me?" She couldn't understand why Elspeth wanted to save her. We are archenemies.
Shouldn't she feel relieved if I die?
Yet, Elspeth held tightly onto her hand, showing no signs of letting go. "You don't have the right to die now." She exerted great
strength and pulled Yena back.

As Yena sat down by the edge of the rooftop and felt the chilling wind, a sense of desolation rose in her heart. "You win,
Elspeth."
With a calm expression, Elspeth looked at her. "I have never won, for I never aimed to surpass you."
"In other words, it was just me deluding myself all this while, right?" After a deep breath, Yena added, "Okay. I get it now. I will
turn myself in."
...
Three days later, news of Yena's death spread.
When Elspeth received this news, she was having breakfast. Harper sent her a text stating that Yena had committed suicide at
the police station. "I knew she never intended to live."
At this moment, an indescribable emotion flashed through Callum's eyes. "It doesn't matter, for it's all in the past. You shouldn't
dwell on it anymore."
Although she had mixed feelings, she knew there was no need to dwell on it any longer.
"By the way, I discovered something."
"What is it?" she asked.
"The cure you researched has been released on the market, but there's no record of the Damazio Family's purchase."
She asked with a frown, "Didn't Hank get infected? I heard he was severely ill. Why didn't he purchase it?"
"I'm not sure about that yet. We'll need to send someone to gather more information."
"Alright, then. If there's nothing else, I'll be going to work now."

At the same time, Callum stopped eating and put down his utensils. "How about I drive you to work?"
"It's okay. I'll drive myself." After bidding farewell to him, Elspeth went to the company on her own.
As soon as her car stopped at the company's entrance, she heard someone knock on her window before she could get out.
The moment she rolled down her car window, she saw a face with a gentle smile, but she found it strangely unfamiliar. "May I
help you?"
"Hello, Miss Lynwood. I'm Slevin Damazio."
That last name was especially sensitive to Elspeth. Naturally, she associated the man in front of her with Hank. "What's your
relationship with Hank?"
When Slevin heard that, his eyes narrowed into a thin line as he smiled. "You're indeed very clever, Miss Lynwood. Naturally, I
have a reason for approaching you today. Could you spare some time to have a little chat with me?"
From the way he was acting, it seemed like he had been waiting there for a long time. However, she didn't know him, so she had
no intention of engaging with him. "I have to go to work. Perhaps sometime later."
However, he persisted, not willing to give up. "I won't take up too much of your time, and I believe you will be very interested in
what I have to say."
"What do you mean?"
"It's nothing special, but what I have to say is related to your best friend, Yelena. Don't you want to hear it?"
Elspeth was beginning to grow impatient, but when she heard Yelena's name, she immediately calmed down. "What do you
know about her?"

"If I were to put it in simple words, it's about her love story with my younger brother. However, if I were to go deeper, it's about the
Damazio Family's affairs."
After hearing that, Elspeth opened the car door and got out, standing next to Slevin. "Well, if that's the case, come with me."
She led him to a cafe below the company. Most people had gone to work by now, so the cafe wasn't crowded, making it suitable
for conversation. She found a seat by the window, and he sat across from her without hesitation.
"Okay. You can start now."
Slevin nodded and asked, "Miss Lynwood, since you're so smart, do you know that although Hank publicly announced his
infection, he never purchased the medicine you developed?"
"I'm aware of that."
"Since you're aware, have you ever suspected that he might not be infected at all?"
At his words, her finger jerked, and a glint of suspicion flashed across her eyes. "Are you saying that he has other motives?"
"Yes. Perhaps only I and the Damazio Family know why he did this."
His roundabout manner of speaking made her frown. "Well, what exactly happened to him?"
"I can tell you, but I need a favor from you."
"A favor, eh?" She knew that he couldn't be this straightforward without a purpose, so she realized he must have an agenda for
telling her all this. However, she didn't expect him to have absolutely no sincerity at all.
"Of course. Since I'm telling you all this, I'd like to gain some benefits."
"What benefits, so to speak?"

"I want you to help me bring down the Damazio Family."
Hearing that, she simply shrugged her shoulders. "I'm afraid I can't help you with that. I don't have the capabilities you think I do."
The Damazio Family was a prominent family with complex underlying influences. They couldn't be brought down just because he
said he wanted to.
"Don't be modest, Miss Lynwood. I know your abilities. You are not as simple as you appear to be."
With a smile that didn't reach her eyes, she replied, "You're overestimating me, Mr. Slevin. There's no need for that."
"Shall we work together, then?" he asked seriously as he looked into her eyes.