Chapter 397
Chapter 397 I Want 60 Million Dors
The driver left Ava at the farmhouse and returned to Docwood.
“Mr. Noah, I’ve done as you instructed,” he said.
“Okay,” Noah replied nonchntly.
He had gotten Ava out of sight, and the next target was Calvin. The person to unveil Chloe’s identity
had to be him. Not even Joseph stood a chance. After brief contemtion, he made a video call to
Calvin.
The man in question was berating his managers when he saw the iing call and waved them away.
Moving his mouse, he clicked to answer.
The face of a young man appeared on the screen, smiling as he looked at Calvin. “I have something to
tell you.”
Calvin was curious. “What is it?”
He knew Noah had something up his sleeve, and he was curious to know what he had to say.
“It’s about Aunt Luciana’s daughter.”
“You found her?!” Calvin could not hide his excitement and sat up straight.
“No.” Noah shook his head. “The current issue is that Aunt Luciana’s jewelry has appeared on the
market. There’s a possibility that it might be exploited by someone with ill intentions. You and I have to
keep this matter confidential.”
“Understood,” Calvin replied as his face turned serious. Exotic Star was one of the tops in the jewelry
industry. If someone were to use Luciana’s name for some ulterior motive or impersonate her daughter
like Ava had, it could cause great distress to Desmond and his wife.
The light reflecting off the mobile phone screen illuminated Noah’s face, giving it a slightly sickly pallor.
“Make sure no one ever finds out about it. Don’t say too much to anyone who asks. I’ve gathered some
clues on my end.”
“All right. Do you need my help?”
“No, I can handle it,” he replied casually before asking, “Grandpa mentioned that Aunt Luciana
changed her name after leaving the Sullivans, right?”
“Yes, she did.” Calvin sighed. It was precisely because of that change that he had been unable to
locate her all these years.
A peculiar gleam appeared in Noah’s Innocent eyes. This was just as he wanted it. Even if Joseph
were to discover something, it would be in vain if the name could not be matched.
At Fairlight, Jonathan and Joseph were locked in a deadlock, the atmosphere chilling to its
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Finally, Jonathan bowed his head and pleaded, “Joe, the microchip research industry is a
prominent force both nationally and globally. Justst month, I made an investment in an AI chip
researchpany based in Ameria. If they manage to sell the chips, I’ll receive a dividend of 15 million
dors. I initially invested only 3 million, and the returns have multiplied several times over.”
Joseph could not help but smirk, his mocking tone evident on his face. “Man ns, and godughs. In
recent years, with the declining demand in the chip industry and the concentrated. release of
production capacity, it has be increasingly difficult to achieve remarkable results. What does it
matter to be a leading industry when money can decide so much in a capital-rich environment? What
makes a third-ratepany stand out among the numerous chip giants?”
“Joe, this isn’t some third-ratepany. Everyone on the team is a top genius. They refuse to leave
even after some of the big yers in the industry offered them exorbitant sries,” Jonathan said
impatiently, “You’re in the financial industry, so you might not be familiar with the tech field. Their team
is currently researching automotive chips, and if they seed, I can expect 300 million dors in
return. But more importantly, my name will be known throughout the world.”
“Fine. Do as you please,” Joseph said coolly, unwilling to waste more words.
“But you
have to provide me with 60 million dors as seed money. Once the project is a sess, I’ll return you
the money and an additional 15 million dors as interest.”