CHAPTER 206: CHAPTER 206: THOSE HIGH-DEFINITION PHOTOS

Liam Johnson never expected that as soon as he arrived at the office, sat at his desk, and opened his computer, he would immediately receive two resumes.

One was sent by Gabriella Dyer, and the other by Alexander Johnson.

Honestly, regardless of who sent them, he was delighted to see them.

Especially Alexander’s—his son knowing how to share his burdens was indeed a good thing.

As for Gabriella, over all these years, her ability to act had been extraordinarily adept.

In Liam Johnson’s heart, she had always been the ideal wife and mother, a truly remarkable woman.

Capable of commanding attention in the boardroom, adept in the kitchen, managing her own domain flawlessly in the company, excelling in social circles of the elite, and seamlessly transitioning to homemaking upon returning home—Gabriella Dyer seemed to have it all.

Whether as the Chairman’s wife, Alexander Johnson’s stepmother, or as President Dyer, Gabriella executed her roles flawlessly, almost like the perfect woman.

But then, is there really such a thing as perfection in this world?

No one is flawless, nor can they be completely perfect. If someone appears to be, then at least one aspect of it must be an act.

And Liam Johnson might just be the blinded insider, while the outsider sees things clearly.

For instance, Alexander Johnson, the true outsider, saw it all much more clearly.

Liam opened his computer and carefully reviewed the resumes sent by Gabriella Dyer and Alexander Johnson respectively.

Both candidates were suitable. After all, Alexander and Gabriella were both competent individuals, and the people they’d recommend naturally wouldn’t disappoint.

For a moment, Liam found himself at a crossroads, unsure of how to make a choice.

As for Gabriella and Alexander, the moment each of them forwarded their resumes to Liam, they already knew what the other was up to.

"Eldest Young Master, if the Chairman ends up choosing the candidates from the Madam’s side, we’ll be in a passive position."

Worry consumed Jack Woods the moment he received the news.

"Hmm, you’re not wrong. But right now, what’s worth paying the most attention to is Selene Wilson. How is the investigation I instructed you to conduct coming along?"

Alexander nodded but didn’t seem overly concerned about Gabriella sending her resumes to Liam.

Gabriella had always been his adversary. After so many bouts of rivalry, he thought he understood her well enough.

If they were her people, he only needed to be cautious and stay defensive—it wouldn’t be too much trouble.

But Selene Wilson was different. Previously, Alexander had treated her merely as a candidate for an arranged marriage, without entertaining other thoughts about the matter.

But today, Selene’s expressed desire to go to Ansun Hospital unsettled him slightly.

At first glance, the move seemed normal and entirely reasonable.

For any other woman, it made sense that she’d want to place someone by his side, seeing as Ansun Hospital had Chloe Simpson there, with whom Alexander still had unresolved entanglements.

But coming from Selene, it was far from normal.

Looking back, from the time Selene returned to the country, to their engagement, up until now...

Alexander had always felt that Selene didn’t genuinely care about him.

Granted, Selene had acted jealous on many occasions and had gone out of her way to trouble Chloe Simpson, yet Alexander couldn’t help but feel that Selene wasn’t truly invested in this union, nor in him personally.

It was under such circumstances that Selene brought up going to Ansun Hospital.

Alexander didn’t believe it was because Selene thought Chloe was there and feared he’d get entangled with her again.

He simply felt she had ulterior motives.

"...I found it, Eldest Young Master... You should take a look yourself."

Jack Woods paused briefly, pulled out his phone, opened the email containing the information, and handed it to Alexander Johnson.

"!"

Upon seeing the series of high-resolution photos on the phone, Alexander Johnson froze instantly.