Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 147 Suspected Affair

I thought that by saying this, Brock might be moved. But he just stiffened his neck and refused to speak any further. Even so, I could already guess that Jeremiah was behind him.

After all, the only person who had the power to control Brock, despised my entrepreneurial efforts to the core, and was willing to go to extreme lengths to stop me was Jeremiah.

Given that sending Brock to the police at this stage would alert the culprit, Eric and I discussed it and ultimately decided to lock Brock in the top-floor conference room of the Flint Group building.

Once that was settled, Eric, Levi, and I sat in Eric's office silently.

I lifted my gaze to Eric's composed face and broke the silence. "Have you found any records of him trading with others?"

Eric shook his head. "Not yet. It's likely an overseas transfer. The process is a bit complicated, so it'll take some time to uncover everything."

Levi snorted in disbelief. "I thought you were so clever, but you can't even figure that out."

Eric gave Levi a sidelong glance. "It's still better than a certain someone who hasn't found anything. Not only did you fail to uncover the truth, but you're also here causing a disturbance."

A flash of shame crossed Levi's face, and he looked at me apologetically as if regretting not being able to help more.

reassured him, "I've seen everything you've done for me these past few days. I know you've been working hard. At

I spoke, the two stopped

Eric. "How long do you think

paused for a moment, thinking. "Under normal circumstances, about three days. But if we can get access to his

"In that case,

stored in his company's computer. Although he never told me

at my words. "Jane,

at me

fine. He's just trying to make me bow down and apologize. He

mouth as I thought about what I

use the evidence to show the lawyer and also as proof

simply too much. I might not have been this angry if he were only

to harm innocent consumers without a care for the consequences of them wearing clothes with heavy metal contamination,

was a battle of wits between Jeremiah and me. It was one I

...

rejecting Levi's offer to accompany me to Cornell Group, my car pulled