Lauren frowned, then suddenly clapped her hands.

"I remember now! If I'm not mistaken, when he was driving for Wesley, he had some issues and seemed to have been in trouble."

I immediately questioned Lauren, "Trouble?"

"Yes, and he even scrapped cars in the city. The case was quite sensational then, but it eventually faded away. If you hadn't mentioned him, I would’ve forgotten. But I remember his name very clearly. It's Nicholas Mcclain," Lauren affirmed.

Then she looked at me and said, "So, what's the matter? Are you saying that girl is his niece? Can you believe people still pull strings to get into a company? Trying to use connections to walk in through the back door."

Lauren wore a disdainful expression. "No wonder when I saw her, you didn't even respond when I asked."

"I don't like this kind of thing. When Nicholas came, he kept mentioning Arthur, so I had to show him some respect. Besides, it's not a big deal for someone to join the company," I explained.

Not many people