Chapter 2277

“Your Highness, Ms. Layla has discovered who Avery's lover and ex-husband are.”

“The ex-husband is not important. Who is the current one?” questioned William.

“Chrono,” replied Monica agitatedly. “Who would've thought she'd end up with him? Did she frame Ms. Felch just to avenge him?”

“Is there any other intel? Did they have a child together?”

“Huh? Not only are they lovers, they actually have a child together?”

Shocked by William's question, Monica hurriedly flipped through Avery's data, reading it carefully. Eventually, she found some information regarding the latter's past pregnancy, yet there was no detailed explanation about the child. Monica then informed William about her findings.

“She was pregnant before, but the child's whereabouts is unknown. There are only two possibilities regarding this—she either had a miscarriage or Chrono took the child with him,” speculated William.

Monica's face drained of all color. “Could Candice be... Chrono and Avery's child?”

“It doesn't matter. What matters now is that we have a good chance to strike back,” stated William in a deep voice. “Bring the data back here at once.”

“Yes.”

papers and bidding Norah goodbye, Monica hastily

scrutinized the data once before contacting the

person on the other end casually responded, “Your Highness, nothing good will come with offending the president. I'm

discussed this three days ago, Mr. Gold.

the pay? I might as well

is not one to mess with. Using the company's resources to spread scandals on them is like making enemies

Gold, Mr. Lindberg will definitely be on our side. Making this move will be like helping him. He'll

of himself? Are you trying to make empty promises to me? I won't

“Mr. Gold...”

it. Since you're not willing to pay the price, then I'll not take the risk. Let's not invite trouble and end things

Jesse was about to hang up, William hurriedly said, “Wait. Okay, I'll increase the price and transfer it to you right now. However, you

good will coma with offanding tha prasidant. I'm risking my lifa to halp you hara, so

thraa days ago, Mr. Gold. You'ra

pay? I might as

a stir, not avan Mr. Lindbarg could do anything. Mr. Prasidant is not ona to mass with. Using tha company's rasourcas to spraad

Making this mova

avan abla to taka cara of himsalf? Ara

“Mr. Gold...”

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