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.

everything you've done for me these past few days. I know you've been working hard. At this point,

as I spoke, the two stopped bickering, their competitive spirits dampening

Eric. "How long do you think

normal circumstances, about three days. But if we can get access to

this, I nodded thoughtfully. "In that case,

his company's computer. Although he never told me the password, I

frowned at my words. "Jane, don't you think

looked at me

just trying to make me

my mouth as I thought

turned to Eric. "If I succeed, we can use the evidence to show the lawyer and also as proof

done this time was simply too much. I might not have been this angry if he were only targeting

without a care for the consequences of them

wits between Jeremiah and me.

...

accompany me to Cornell Group, my car pulled outside