Chapter 395 Smoke and Mirrors


    Xander remained silent. He merely smiled, but the subtle movement of his hand on the side


    betrayed his emotions.


    He gazed at theptop screen before him, and his eyes gradually darkened. He wasn''t the one who


    had found these images. Someone had intentionally sent them to him.


    N?velDrama.Org owns ? this.


    Unfortunately, their skills were on par with his, and he couldn''t find any traces of who sent it. Despite


    tracing the IP address, he had only managed to find a virtual IP.


    Xander suddenly said, "Gracie, let''s go home."


    The fact that someone had provided him with evidence so quickly meant they wanted him and


    Grace to leave Coronia as soon as possible. It seemed there were many secrets to this matter.


    Grace shared the same sense of curiosity. They had searched extensively and found no results,


    and now these files had suddenly dropped into theirps.


    "Xander, I can''t help but find this a bit strange," Grace said.


    Xander smiled, thinking that she was as sharp as ever.


    The two exchanged a meaningful look, and Grace finally said, "Alright, let''s go back then."


    Callum had arranged for a private jet to take them back that evening. However, Xander changed his


    mind at thest minute.


    "Just book two regr flight tickets for us."


    Callum was puzzled. "Xander, the private jet is more convenient and safer for your return. There''s


    no need to go to the airport."


    Xander insisted, "Do as I say and book the next avable flight."


    Callum didn''t understand but followed Xander''s instructions and booked two ne tickets. However,


    Grace and Xander had no intention of leaving.


    "Xander, Grace, what''s the deal? What are you up to?" Callum couldn''t help but ask.


    Xander didn''t answer, but Grace chimed in, "Have you ever read ''The Art of War''?"


    Callum looked puzzled. "What does that have to do with anything?"


    Grace shook her head and sighed. "You should read it when you''re free. It might give you some


    insight."


    Callum was even more baffled. "Xander, what does that mean?"


    Xander smiled indulgently and looked at Grace. "Gracie, it''s gettingte. We should go back and


    rest."


    "Alright, let''s head back."


    With that, they waved goodbye to Callum, leaving him frustrated. He ordered impatiently,


    "Someone, get here!"


    His men hurried over. "Mr. Stevens, what can we do for you?"


    "What''s ''The Art of War''? Find me a copy right away. I refuse to believe I won''t understand it."


    One of the subordinates looked bewildered.


    "Ms. Stevens, we don''t have that book here."


    "What? We don''t?"


    "Yes, Mr. Stevens. How about I order it online for you? But if it has to go through customs, it will take


    at least ten days or two weeks."


    Callum was furious and kicked his subordinate in frustration. "Useless! You can''t even get me a


    book. What good are you?"


    Grace and Xander heard Callum''s exasperated yelling from a distance and couldn''t help but


    chuckle.


    Grace turned her head and looked at Xander.


    "What do you think? What kind of secret is that person hiding? Why are they going to such an


    extent to stop us from finding the truth?"