Ten minutes.
Julian Johnsons charged in swiftly and decisively.
After getting out of the car.
He didn't stop for a moment, heading straight to the busiest Starbucks in the business district.
Looking through the window, he glanced sideways and had already seen Isabella Lindsey and the man sitting opposite her—
However.
Isabella's expression was cold, as usual, with no eye contact with Edbert Walker at all.
And inside the booth with Isabella sat another girl, none other than Nella Crassus.
However, in those anonymous pictures he received, there was no trace of Nella, clearly photoshopped out.
The moment he pushed the door open and entered.
Julian's high IQ immediately detected a whiff of conspiracy—
