All Her Secrets By Chestnut

Chapter 838 What Is His Purpose

Rylan was busy with official business when his secretary walked in. “Mr. Melton, here is the list from Styre University.” Without looking up, he replied, “Didn’t I put you in charge of the funding for Styre University? Just allocate the funds. There’s no need to consult me.”

The secretary had indeed received such orders before, but this time, the amount was so substantial that she didn’t dare to decide on her own. “Mr. Melton, the amount involved exceeds our expectations. I think it’s best if you review it yourself.”

Rylan knew that the secretary had worked for him for many years and wouldn’t disturb him unless it was something unusual. So he reached out to take the list from her. However, being a person who was accustomed to dealing with large figures, Rylan was still taken aback when he saw the numbers on the list.

Rylan had thought this lab’s request would amount to a few tens of millions at most, but the number in front of him now was several hundred million dollars.

Noticing Rylan’s expression, the secretary cautiously added, “Mr. Melton, we’ve checked. All these are essential equipment that Marshall’s lab needs to function, and they plan to replace a batch of outdated ones.”

Rylan’s grip on the list tightened. He thought, ‘Why hasn’t Branden updated the outdated equipment before? It seems like I am expected to play the fool and foot the bill. What a cunning guy Marshall is! It is clear Marshall has great admiration for Branden, to the point of risking offending me. What a base move!!

“Any news from Catherine?” Rylan inquired.

Trembling with apprehension, the secretary told Rylan, “Mr. Melton, half of the list was provided by Miss Swann. 11

Upon hearing this, Rylan felt a surge of irritation. Then he said with his teeth clenching, “Fine, very well. If that’s so, arrange for the funds to be allocated. And from now on, I want to personally review every single expense from the lab!”

secretary left, taking with

recoup the money

ground, exhausted. He had just endured a severe beating for his disobedience, ordered by Flash, who had his men give

striking the floor approached, and Ronin looked up with difficulty. It was Flash, holding a syringe, trying to lift Ronin’s sleeve and prepare

but Flash grabbed him firmly. “Relax Ronin, it’s not poison, but just a painkiller!” Ronin scoffed and turned his

pulled out the needle, not bothering to stop the blood that began to bead

up, and seized Flash by the collar, glaring at him

that if Ronin had a knife at that moment, he would not hesitate to

used to seeing Ronin’s carefree demeanor and now all he wanted to see was his miserable situation. Finally, he succeeded in stripping

turned icy as he watched Flash’s unrestrained laughter. “Flash, aren’t you worried that I

won’t,” Flash replied with unwavering confidence. “Ronin, we’ve both suffered. So the saying, ‘It’s every man for himself,’ is seared

in his control over Ronin. “Ronin, you only have half a day. Don’t

propped himself up on his elbows and, watching Flash’s retreating figure, bellowed bitterly,

turned back to

once the core data was in his hands, Ronin would be dead. Even if he didn’t kill Ronin, the boss would

find out anything?” Catherine asked, sitting on the bay