Chapter 59


    Chapter 59 Clues


    The elevator doors slid open, and I shot Maxwell a dismissive nce, saying without a hint of emotion,


    “You’re reading too much into it. He’s just worried I’ll obsess over you.” Any man would think twice


    before approaching a pregnant, married woman. Idris’s line of thinking was… immature.


    Inside the office, Maxwell’s appointment was all set. The shareholders had no objections, and the


    entirepany had been informed.


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    “I’ve scoured every customs record, but there’s no sign of Caleb and Bt. They probably haven’t


    had the chance to leave the country yet, and the police are on the lookout too,” Uncle Marcus finished,


    turning to me. “There’s something else about


    Bt


    I looked at my uncle, asking, “What is it?”


    Uncle Marcus handed me a few photographs, exining, “A while back, someone spotted Bt at the


    coffee shop downstairs with a woman. They seemed quite close. It’s likely his mistress.”


    As I studied the photos, I was reminded of Sophia’s words. Bt had a mistress and even a child with


    her. It seemed Sophia’s words were not just idle chatter.


    That day at Sophia’s house, when Idris and I were about to leave, Sophia had mentioned that Scott


    Corporation was headed for trouble. Could it be that Sophia had known something all along? Maybe


    she was not just spouting nonsense, but trying to


    warn me.


    Massaging my temples, I turned to Uncle Marcus. “Bt is likely with this woman now, and they have


    a child. Uncle Marcus, have someone monitor the customs. Look out for any information about a family


    of three, and keep an eye on Bt’s wife, Sophia. She’s probably still in the country, most likely in


    Lake City. Have someone search for her, and see what they can find. Also, find out about this woman


    who’s close to Bt, especially where she lives. Have someone tail her for a few days. We might be


    able to locate Bt that way.”


    “Understood!” Uncle Marcus nodded, shared some updates about thepany, and then left.


    Maxwell had been going through thepany’s files. After Uncle Marcus left, he looked at me, his


    brows furrowed. “You probably know more about the state of Scott Corporation than I do. I’m not sure if


    I can help you salvage the situation, but I can promise you that I’ll do my best.”


    I was aware of the state of Scott Corporation, besieged by troubles both internal and external. It was


    alreadymendable that Maxwell chose to stay.


    I nodded, looking at him. “I’m grateful that you’re staying


    He arched an eyebrow, his expressive eyes studying me. “But don’t be so gloomy. If Scott Corporation


    really can’t hold up, you still have the Youngs, don’t you? If all else fails, I could always go back to Wall


    Street and make money to support you.”


    The conversation was taking an Increasingly ambiguous turn, and we had known each other for less


    than ten days.


    “No need for that.” I chuckled. “Even if Scott Corporation hits rock bottom, I can keep myself afloat by


    washing dishes. It’s you I’m worried about, wasting your bright future for nothing.”


    He snorted, dropping the documents onto the table. “Enough of that,” he said, “Let’s stop beating


    around the bush and discuss our next move.”


    I nodded, feeling a bit foggy from the overload of recent events. Rubbing my temples, I asked, “Do you


    have a n?” He nodded. “The biggest issue for Scott Corporation right now is the hemorrhaging of


    funds. It’s seriously affecting our operations. Let’s split the job. I’ll stabilize thepany’s internal


    operations, and you’ll focus on recovering the lost funds. Caleb and Bt made off with a hefty sum,


    and they won’t be able to spend it all in a year or two. So, our priority is to find them and reim our


    money. You know Lake City better than I do, so you’ll have an easier time tracking them down.”


    I had no objections to his n and nodded in agreement. “Alright, I’ll leave thepany in your hands.”


    He raised an eyebrow, leaning back into the plush leather sofa in the office. “If you’re looking for a way


    to thank me, how


    Chapter 59 Clues


    about dinner? I haven’t had a proper meal in days. This lifestyle is running me ragged.”


    Seeing his dramatics, I couldn’t help butugh. “Alright, what do you feel like eating? Dinner’s on me


    tonight.”


    He turned to look at me, a grin on his face. “Are you cooking?”


    I paused, taken aback. “My cooking isn’t exactly gourmet. I doubt it’ll be to your liking “I rarely cooked,


    and my culinary skills were average to say the least.