Facade of Love

Chapter 59 Clues

The elevator doors slid open, and I shot Maxwell a dismissive glance, saying without a hint of emotion, “You’re reading too much into it. He’s just worried I’ll obsess over you.” Any man would think twice before approaching a pregnant, married woman. Idris’s line of thinking was… immature.

Inside the office, Maxwell’s appointment was all set. The shareholders had no objections, and the entire company had been informed.

“I’ve scoured every customs record, but there’s no sign of Caleb and Benett. They probably haven’t had the chance to leave the country yet, and the police are on the lookout too,” Uncle Marcus finished, turning to me. “There’s something else about

Benett

I looked at my uncle, asking, “What is it?”

Uncle Marcus handed me a few photographs, explaining, “A while back, someone spotted Benett at the coffee shop downstairs with a woman. They seemed quite close. It’s likely his mistress.”

As I studied the photos, I was reminded of Sophia’s words. Benett had a mistress and even a child with her. It seemed Sophia’s words were not just idle chatter.

Sophia had mentioned that Scott Corporation was headed for trouble. Could it be that Sophia had known something all along?

warn me.

eye on Benett’s wife, Sophia. She’s probably still in the country, most likely in Lake City. Have someone search for

Uncle Marcus nodded, shared some updates about the

through the company’s files. After Uncle Marcus left, he looked at me, his brows furrowed. “You probably know more about the state of Scott Corporation than I do.

of the state of Scott Corporation, besieged by troubles both internal and external.

looking at him. “I’m

gloomy. If Scott Corporation really can’t hold up, you still have the Youngs, don’t you? If all else fails, I could always go back to Wall Street and make money

taking an Increasingly ambiguous turn, and we had known each

chuckled. “Even if Scott Corporation hits rock bottom, I can keep myself afloat by washing dishes. It’s you I’m worried about, wasting your bright

onto the table. “Enough of that,” he said,

now is the hemorrhaging of funds. It’s seriously affecting our operations. Let’s split the job. I’ll stabilize the company’s internal operations, and you’ll focus on recovering the lost funds. Caleb and Benett made off with a hefty sum, and they won’t be able to spend it all in a year or two. So, our priority

plan and nodded in agreement. “Alright, I’ll leave

in the office. “If you’re looking for a way to thank