Chapter 170 Wrong Password

Chandler’s gaze was cold. “Dante, you’ve crossed the line!” Chandler said sternly.

It was work hours. What would people think if they saw Dante running off to find Meryl?

Dante’s face was pale. “Chandler, what should I do? You know I’ve always had feelings for Anne. I love her so much, but why did she have to get rid of our child and want a divorce?” Dante said. His voice was trembling.

“Why? It’s because you didn’t cherish what you had when you had it. Now that it’s lost, it hurts deeply. Only now do you regret it and want to make amends.”

Being a friend, Chandler didn’t voice these thoughts. He didn’t want to hurt Dante more.

Chandler pulled out a cigarette and lit it. Smoke swirled around him, making his features appear more rugged. “How’s Lola doing now?”

“I don’t know.”

After that day, Dante hadn’t seen Lola again. He used to meet her often, but that was only because she had saved his life.

Lola came from a poor family. Her parents had four children, with her being the third daughter. In a family like that, she couldn’t expect any help. So, she had to work hard. In the Kingsdom, there were many well-connected people.

Back then, he had asked Lola, “You saved me. What do you want in return?” Dante had thought she would ask for money. But to his surprise, she had only said, “Dante, if I ask for something in return, what does that make me? How about this? Just take me along when you go out with your friends. So, I can see the world a bit.”

Back then, Dante hadn’t thought it was too much to ask. But looking back now, he realized that his social circle was the most elite in Kingsdom. Over the years, Lola had probably leveraged her proximity to him to gain advantages. Take her position as lead dancer, for instance. Dante had seen her dance, and she was nowhere near as good as Anne.

There were plenty of better dancers in the troupe, yet Lola had held onto the lead position for years. Why was that? He couldn’t believe it had taken him this long to see through it all.

Chandler exhaled a cloud of smoke. “As a friend, I advise you to let her go peacefully.”

“Let her go peacefully? I’ve hurt Anne so much, and she just lost the baby. If I divorce her now, won’t that make me a total jerk?” said Dante.

“So what do you want to do? Keep dragging this out forever?”

“I want to know where Anne is. I want to take care of her. I’ll be her servant! I’ll even help her through her recovery!”

Meryl, who had been lingering just outside the door, walked in at that moment.

“Top floor, Building A, Tanaxes residence. You can go there,” said Meryl.

After getting Anne’s address, Dante didn’t go to see her right away. He went home first. He freshened up, changed into clean clothes, and even shaved his beard. He checked himself in the mirror, ensuring he looked presentable before driving to the Tanaxes residence.

But when he reached the top floor and was about to ring the doorbell, he saw a sign hanging on the door. “Sleeping. Do Not Disturb.” It was in Anne’s handwriting.

Dante pulled his hand back from the doorbell and walked over to the window, lighting a cigarette. Time passed slowly. Before he knew it, he had finished an entire pack of cigarettes. More than three hours had passed, and there was no movement from inside the apartment.

“Does Anne really live here?” Dante thought.

Seeing the door had a code lock, Dante hesitated for a moment before entering his own birthday as the code. Anne had always used her birthday as the code for everything. Because she had a poor memory, using his birthday had been the only way for her to remember it.

But as soon as he entered it, the system indicated that the password was incorrect.

Dante’s eyes trembled with emotion.