"But when they arrived at the workshop, they still had some minor tasks to finish before leaving. Jonah waited for them in the workshop. He watched them work while chatting with them, and he noticed Byron tinkering with a car outside. He casually commented to the workers, 'What’s Byron up to again? Why is he checking the car on a rainy day? Maybe he has his eye on Mr. Eric’s car.’”As Gavin talked, Alvin listened motionlessly, gripping his fists tightly. It was clear he was very anxious. After all, this was the latest clue related to his father's death.Just then, all the food was served. Finn first gave Gavin a large bowl of food, then gestured for everyone to start eating.Lauren helped me and Atlas get some food before sitting beside us.Once everyone had filled their plates, Gavin continued, "Jonah said that when those workers heard his remarks, they looked at the parking area and jokingly commented, 'Jonah, you might be right; maybe he really does have his eye on Mr. Eric’s ca
Atlas patted my back gently to comfort me.Gavin had finished his meal. He wiped his mouth, sighed, and said, "When Eric was cremated, Jonah regretted it deeply and blamed himself for not trying harder to stop Eric. He cried inconsolably that day when he saw Eric’s wife and kids.""What happened next?" I asked.Finn hurriedly walked over and refilled Gavin’s plate. Gavin gave him a thumbs up."A few days later, he heard that Byron took over the cable factory. Jonah went to confront him and accused him of being up to something. Byron was very polite at that time and explained why he had taken over the cable factory. Jonah was furious.""Anyone would be angry. He was taking advantage of someone else’s crisis," someone commented, slamming the table.Lauren immediately countered, "He wasn’t just taking advantage of a crisis. He murdered someone for money.”"Why did Jonah leave Gerby then?" I asked."He had no choice. After that, Jonah was constantly attacked. He was innocent, but h
Gavin looked at Sean and asked, "How about you? Have there been any developments with the Chandler family?""Hazelyn has been behaving herself. Our preliminary investigation suggests that Beatrice is in that Chandler family villa. When Mrs. Chloe encountered Hazelyn at the mall, our surveillance team saw her entering the villa angrily. She left only half an hour later."My heart leaped to my throat, and I turned to Atlas, saying, "This is bad. She must have hurt Beatrice again. We need to rescue her immediately. Otherwise, she'll end up dead at Hazelyn's hands. This passive approach won't work."Atlas nodded, lost in thought.Finn looked anxious too. "Why don’t we rescue Beatrice first, Mr. Atlas, then figure out the rest later?""Every moment for Beatrice is an agonizing despair. My note must have given her hope, but she was moved so suddenly. She must be going through physical and mental torment right now." I added.Everyone agreed with my suggestion."What has Byron been up t
Three of us were going—myself, Atlas, and Cane. Cane had arrived with Nick yesterday to handle some follow-up business on the projects.Atlas's project team from ATL Empire consisted of top-notch global elites, including legal experts. Those professionals would respond swiftly to potential investment projects, ensuring a seamless progression.In the past few days, the projects in Gerby had become a focal point. But the ones Atlas were most optimistic about were not necessarily the most prominent. That was why Nick's team had returned to handle them.Cane was no ordinary special assistant. He, like Dylan, excelled in both literary and military pursuits. Atlas’s safety was naturally entrusted to Dylan and Cane.Dylan was currently dealing with something else, which left Cane by Atlas's side.The Chandler family greeted us warmly and sincerely when we arrived. Some of them seemed unwilling to do so, but they had no choice. Byron must have experienced the harsh reality of the busine
After introducing his family, everyone finally took their seats.Atlas remained aloof, his demeanor exuding an air of nobility that kept others at a distance.Byron pulled out all the stops today, exhibiting seamless cooperation with Gabriel. I kept a close eye on Gabriel, wondering why he would betray Beatrice without hesitation and even add insult to injury.Beatrice's mental health certification bore his signature, attesting to her supposed mental issues. It was evident how despicable this man was. If I were to say that the individuals in front of us were a bunch of beasts, it wouldn't be an exaggeration at all.I heard Byron ask Atlas, "Mr. Atlas, it seems you're making a substantial investment in Gerby."Atlas gave a faint smile. "Gerby has always been my investment target. It's just business.""Mr. Atlas, do you have any thoughts on collaboration?" Byron couldn't contain his excitement."We have our partners in every region. Of course, it depends on the nature of the pro
Byron noticed the distance between me and Hazelyn when we finally took our seats. "Mrs. Chloe, there was a bit of a misunderstanding between you and my daughter earlier. As adults, let's not dwell on trivial matters. I may have spoiled her a bit, and she lacks boundaries."I simply smiled, neither taking his lead nor being overly polite.He continued somewhat awkwardly, "My wife and I have always turned a blind eye to certain things. We believe in giving our daughter a comfortable upbringing. So, you see, she is a bit...spoiled."Byron chuckled sheepishly. "There's a saying that you don't really know someone until you've had a disagreement. I hope you two can become good friends. In the future, when Mr. Atlas invests in Gerby, you must come here often."Please don’t judge her too harshly. You've seen the world, Mrs. Chloe, while she's just a spoiled child. I hope you can guide her a bit." Byron's words were skillfully crafted, leaving me somewhat impressed.I smiled and glanced
Byron immediately turned his gaze toward Hazelyn, his eyes sharp and slightly threatening. Hazelyn seemed to sense the pressure emanating from her father's gaze, twitching the corner of her mouth reluctantly. She forced a smile at me, saying, "Oh no, don't take it to heart."Gabriel quickly intervened, "Mrs. Chloe, do you like Gerby?""It's hard to say I like it. I had a classmate here before, so I had some impressions of Gerby earlier," I replied casually.Byron immediately followed up, "Oh? You had a classmate here? What do they do?""We haven't been in touch for many years. I don't even know if they're still here or not," I said with an air of indifference.Byron softly exclaimed, "What's their name? I can help you check.""Oh? Do you have connections in the police station? That could really help me out. I've been searching for a long time with no luck," I deliberately inquired.Byron smiled. "Certainly, they must be a local in Gerby, doing business perhaps? You need a cert
I looked at their expressions with a bit of schadenfreude and continued speaking. "We have the best experts in the field of mental health. Mr. Byron, if you need, I can introduce them to you. They are globally top-notch specialists. “With our experts taking charge, I believe a quick recovery is possible. Do you want me to check for you? We can bring the experts over.""Oh... Well, not for now. Her condition has been stable recently. If needed, I'll contact you, Mrs. Chloe," Byron politely declined, sounding quite firm.I wanted to say more, but Atlas quickly interrupted, "Let's leave it at that. Mr. Byron can contact us if needed."Then, he changed the topic and quickly moved on to discussing mining matters.Byron enthusiastically discussed his network of connections, boasting about how he could help Atlas open doors in every aspect of Gerby.Atlas humbly inquired about Byron's connections, delving into various aspects. I heard Byron say, "Mr. Atlas, you can consider cooperating