Return Of The Real Heiress: Secrets And Masks by Caspian Wood

My Billionaire Family 159

Chapter 159

The technician at Lewis Chemical Plant stood trembling before Felix. "S-Sir, I'm here...

Seeing his hesitance, Felix erupted with fury, "Speak!"

The technician complied instantly. "All the factory's surveillance footage has been frozen. This person has exceptional skills; I can't restore it or identify these individuals at all."

Felix's temper flared ominously. "Remove him-he's no use here

Two bodyguards seized the technician and dragged him away. Just then, Darrow returned, flustered after reviewing Crow and Leo's files. "The addresses of those two newly hired spies are pretty peculiar." Felix rubbed his temples, his tone less volatile now. "Go on!"

Darrow gathered his courage to elaborate, "The female undercover's address leads to a psychiatric hospital, while the male's address is even stranger-it's a cemetery in Hamolica."

Felix was about to unleash his anger when the factory manager rushed in, flustered. "Sir, we have a problem; all the documents are missing."

Felix's voice thundered again, "What? With 120 trained bodyguards, we can't catch just four people, two of whom are women? What good are you to me?"

Felix pondered the dire implications; even one leak could spell his ruin.

As he stood lost in thought, he furrowed his brows and pulled out his phone. After ending the call, a triumphant smile crept across his lips.

his upscale apartment in the heart of

expressed his gratitude and prepared to exit the car,

I still don't know your name," Crow

momentarily taken aback. "I've barely revealed my true self, and

what?" Crow squealed in

off his long

laughter and unexpected

contest the following day, the Traditional Medicine Department had

Cherise made their

they noticed another vehicle parked

the Chivers residence welcomed Morris

has mentioned you daily. If you hadn't come

Chapter 159

demeanor, though the

living room, Phoebe occupied the main seat, sipping her coffee

were seated

deeply. "Mom, look at Joseph's arm. You should forgive him;

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Joseph knows he was wrong, and you're feeling better now. Given his loss, which noble lady would ever consider him?" Phoebe calmly sipped her coffee and