Chapter 237
Aveline returned home with a belly full of fire. She opened her computer to check the locator, and it turned out to be the one she had given to the five secretaries.
Four of them were at High Flats Apartment, which Aveline knew was an apartment arranged for
senior employees.
Edith was at a bar, which suited her persona well – a high–level secretary by day and a party queen
by night.
As for the locator she placed on Lydia’s desk, his movements were quite complicated, almost covering the entire area before finally settling at the garbage processing center.
Aveline supported her forehead, thinking that this Lydia had a problem. Who would have a problem with money? She had just thrown away the brooch she had given him into the trash can.
She didn’t know how the investigation was going on Owen’s end, so Aveline dialed that number.
“Sorry, the number you dialed is powered off.”
Aveline felt a bit uneasy. Owen shouldn’t be in trouble, right? Considering his mysterious and unique identity, she had not seen his face during the time she had known him, and no one behind the scenes could possibly know him. Plus, he always carried weapons with him, so he had the ability to protect himself.
He probably turned off his phone to maintain secrecy. Aveline shook off those negative thoughts from her mind.
With the scope confirmed, Aveline wanted to get Lydia’s information as soon as possible.
She slept restlessly that night, closing her eyes and seeing Alexander’s face suddenly roaring. It was like a beast breaking free from its chains, raging in the darkness.
In her impression, Alexander was always calm and restrained at all times, just like his file in the company. No one knew his true preferences, so no one could speculate about his mood.
But Alexander just now was really not right. It seemed that Layla’s death had quite an impact on him.
After this incident, Aveline decided not to mention Layla’s matter in front of Alexander anymore.
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Chapter 237
Aveline returned home with a belly full of fire. She opened her computer to check the locator, and it turned out to be the one she had given to the five secretaries.
Four of them were at High Flats Apartment, which Aveline knew was an apartment arranged for
senior employees.
Edith was at a bar, which suited her persona well- a high–level secretary by day and a party queen
by night.
As for the locator she placed on Lydia’s desk, his movements were quite complicated, almost covering the entire area before finally settling at the garbage processing center.
Aveline supported her forehead, thinking that this Lydia had a problem. Who would have a problem with money? She had just thrown away the brooch she had given him into the trash can.
She didn’t know how the investigation was going on Owen’s end, so Aveline dialed that number.
“Sorry, the number you dialed is powered off.”
Aveline felt a bit uneasy. Owen shouldn’t be in trouble, right? Considering his mysterious and unique identity, she had not seen his face during the time she had known him, and no one behind the scenes could possibly know him. Plus, he always carried weapons with him, so he had the ability to protect himself.
He probably turned off his phone to maintain secrecy. Aveline shook off those negative thoughts from her mind.
With the scope confirmed, Aveline wanted to get Lydia’s information as soon as possible.
She slept restlessly that night, closing her eyes and seeing Alexander’s face suddenly roaring. It was like a beast breaking free from its chains, raging in the darkness.
In her impression, Alexander was always calm and restrained at all times, just like his file in the company. No one knew his true preferences, so no one could speculate about his mood.
But Alexander just now was really not right. It seemed that Layla’s death had quite an impact on him.
After this incident, Aveline decided not to mention Layla’s matter in front of Alexander anymore.
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She was determined to find out the truth on her own.
The next day, Aveline returned to the company, not knowing how Lilith had handled things after she
left.
As soon as she entered, she noticed that Lilith was different from usual. She was wearing an Hermès scarf and her face, despite the thick foundation, couldn’t hide her exhaustion.
When she saw Aveline, Lilith glared at her fiercely, like a vicious wolf in the desert, sending shivers down her spine. Surprisingly, she didn’t say a word and just went back to her office.
Aveline went to the pantry to get some water, and as soon as she approached, she saw a few people talking in low voices. When they noticed her, their eyes quickly scanned her up and down.
It was clear they were discussing something about her.
Even the unfamiliar members of Team B, upon seeing her, stopped and teased, “Team C is really full of talent. I heard that Miss Lilith took the new recruit to a dinner, and they clinched the deal. The
new recruit is quite impressive, huh?”
“I think she’s impressive in bed too.”
“Hey, Aveline, I heard that Mr. Weber has quite a few quirks in bed. Is it true?”
It was then that Aveline realized that when she left yesterday, Lilith had definitely gone all out to secure the deal. Team B was well–informed, and now that Team C’s performance had surpassed theirs, they were not happy about it, and naturally, they vented their frustration on her.
After getting the water, Aveline smiled, “If you’re so curious, why not find out Mr. Weber’s schedule for tonight, and go hide under his bed in advance, see if you can overhear anything?”
“Indeed, the new recruit who clinched the project. She’s so bold to talk to us like that. She’s really got
some guts.”
“Guts? I see her waist is soft and slender. Mr. Weber must have touched her a lot, right?”
As the two continued to speak out of line, Aveline didn’t hold back, “Excuse me, is Mr. Weber your father or grandfather? Why are you so concerned about my affairs all the time?”
“You little b****, what are you saying? Everyone knows what you’ve done. If I were you, I’d find a hole to hide in right now, instead of embarrassing myself here.”
Aveline lightly chuckled, “I find it strange. Am I your father or mother? Always so concerned about
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me?”
Amidst the argument, a stern voice interrupted, “What are you arguing about? Is this a market?”
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