Submit to the Boss He Rules the Boardroom and the Bedroom

Chapter 500 Is he really dead? 

Bishop didn't seem to expect her to ask so directly. He was stunned for a while, then he played with the limited edition pen in his hand and replied as if he was careless, "You're here to ask this, Miss Mitchell?" 

Lucia's face was slightly sunken. Her gaze did not move away as she stared at him. She took a deep breath and said in a firm tone, "As a younger brother, you should know more about August's situation. I don't believe in the ones uploaded on the internet, so I might as well come here and ask you directly." 

At that, Bishop laughed out loud, he shook his head slightly and said softly. "Then you really misjudged me. It's not like you don't know that I'm not close to my brother. The ones you saw on the internet are the truth." 

When Lucia saw that Bishop was still stubborn and refused to tell the truth, she probably knew what he was thinking. She  smiled faintly and said coldly, "Then you should be quite happy, right?" 

Instantly, Bishop's face became grim. He looked straight at the woman sitting on the opposite sofa, a sharp cold light flashed in his eyes. Then he said in a cold voice, "My elder brother's funeral has just been held not long ago. It's not appropriate for you to say this, is it?" 

"Oh, really?" Lucia smiled indifferently. When she looked at the uncertain expressions on Bishop's face, the cold in her heart grew a little deeper. 

With just a few talks, she could already tell that Bishop was definitely not a simple one. And even if she was someone else,  she was afraid that there was no way to get any useful information out of him. 

She chose to ignore the man's cold face. She got up and slightly bowed to his direction, and then asked in a light voice, "Sorry to bother you." With that, without waiting for Bishop to say anything, she directly turned around and walked towards the door with a crisp pace. 

The man sitting on the chair dropped his gaze soberly on her back, and a sinister glint flashed in his eyes. Not long after, there was a knock on the door, followed by Bob pushing the door in and coming up to report the situation, "Sir, Lucia has left." 

used to hold August back. He never treated her as an opponent, but just now, he could clearly feel the alertness radiating from her, and

wanted to focus all his firepower on dealing with August, and did not want to spare any energy to deal with someone

senses, Bob next to him continued, "Sir, just now Lucia asked me about the cemetery where August was

felt a blow between his eyebrows, "Did you tell her?"

do a little research to find out about that. I was worried that

slightly and said in a light voice,

"Then should we send someone to keep an eye on

hesitate to say, "Sure."

August's body had not been found, it was not entirely sure that he had died. So at the last moment, he must keep his eye on the ball and make no mistake! Even if Lucia was very smart, she was no match for him anyway. Thinking about that, Bishop was a little relieved. Then he pressed the shortcut key on the phone on the desk to notify all departments of the company for

which was near the Austos River and had good geomantic omen. The land there was of

over the previous news. She once saw a advertising ID describing the grand funeral that Bishop had given to August, praising him for doing his duty as the second youngest member of the Adams family.

chill poured into her heart. She recalled over and over again what Bishop had said in Lion group, and felt somewhat unease in

was lying, from his calm

wornes at all. If August had not died, Bishop would not be in such a state. Either he really killed August, or he definitely had something on him that could easily kill him

a chill came from the bottom of her heart. As the car drove to Westhill Cemetery, she

mind, followed by a sour feeling in

the corners of her eyes as she took a deep breath and