Frederick replied almost immediately, but he was making calculations in his mind.

It was Friday the next day and he had a lot to do in the morning. This evening would be perfect! Alicia might be more gentle once she had her fair share of the scare. All in time for him to enjoy his pleasant weekend!

He was bubbling with joy as he thought of finally returning to his home!

She would be adorable when she was afraid, no longer pulling long faces at him when he returned!

Getting up, he wrote a number on an A4 paper and wrote 'Blanchard' on the back. "Take care of this personally! I trust I don't need to teach you how to do it!"

"Of course!"

"Go to Hiddleson Hotel Room 308 and check the room beforehand. Monitor everything once she enters, and inform me instantly. There must be not one mistake!" "Don't worry!"

Taking over the paper, Chet put it aside and said, "Right, Mr. Andrews from Pacific Group brought an upstart..."

He then reported the news of the nouveau riche to Frederick.

"What do you think? I think this kind of person who only wants money but doesn't ask anything suits our investment the best! We can play the game with our rules! I just don't know how a person like that became rich! Even Mr. Andrews from Pacific Group treats him politely!"

"That's where you're wrong. An honest man reaps more than others! The theory that you lose big things for little interests works in the opposite too! If I kept thinking of how to cut down on your salary, would you still be willing to work for me? He doesn't care about anything and he may receive less than promised, but he wouldn't incur a loss! Adding it up, it would still be more than putting it in a fixed deposit! Sometimes, smart people make bad decisions. I've always believed that luck is accumulated and not born with! You can take a look anywhere, blessed and happy people are usually those who are generous, stingy people will usually get poorer!"

"Frederick, then you must be a special case!"

Was there anyone who was more accurate than Frederick in predicting? He was good at calculating and foresaw the way before he made a move on many things. Speaking, Chet snuck a glance at him. He had greater achievements one after another every year!

don't want your year-end bonus anymore!" Was Chet implying

were some matters that he could close an eye

Chet chuckled. "Please don't. I was

I've instructed and you can

words, Frederick had

the escort agency. They had sent a series of photos of women for him to choose from. He had no mood to read the descriptions.

my secretary will wire you the money later! We'll contact Miss No. 6 for

he was finishing up, he remembered he was to meet a client, therefore he grabbed his bag and left the

he remembered the escort. He

the phone number on my desk and call the escort over tonight! Take note of the client's reactions and ask her to observe his mood. It'll be good

I'll contact

entered his office but she only saw the A4 paper with a single phone number. She then

busy with her work in her office when an unknown phone

the caller had introduced herself, "Miss Blanchard? I'm Sophia Lanes, a secretary from Soaver

Finally, the time came!

heart sank and

client you're escorting is Mr. Wilson Miller. He owns some mines and is involved in the logistics business. He's quite open-minded and doesn't care for details. He's a very important client to us,

heart grew cold as the secretary

to escort a client? What type of pervert did he get her? That man might treat her with violence and hurt, and yet Frederick wanted

she could see was money but he was the

really meant nothing to him! Despite that,

cracking. When she

office after work until seven in the

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