NovelStartLeslie's gaze was fixed on her. Looking at her up and down, he wondered how Catherine knew about his new girlfriend.
“It doesn’t matter how | learned it. You'd better pay attention.” With those words, Catherine turned away.
Leslie stared at her receding figure. He had to admit he loved her figure and temperament.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIncredibly, her aloofness and proud look aroused him.
He fooled around with other women for fun. However, Catherine was his cup of tea, and he wished to occupy her fully.
At least Leslie was interested in her for the time being, although he didn’t know how long it would last.
A coffee shop.
“Uncle Finnley.” Alfie sipped a cup of iced latte with a straw. His features looked like Ivan’s. “Why did you ask me out?” Finnley passed a phone to him. “This phone has been soaked in the water. | got it from the police station this morning. Its owner is the late ex-wife of the R-Alan Group's president. You might not have watched the news. It's alright. Anyway, can you help me recover its memory card? There might be some important evidence inside.” “I'm not interested in news, but | pay attention to the R-Alan Group, especially Leslie Eastwood. That cunning old man!” Alfie blurted out, “He's Daddy's enemy, a bad egg. He wants to produce the True Love series. Catherine Collins is working for him.” “Ehn.” Finnley nodded. “Alfie, can you help me?” “No problem.” Alfie put down the coffee mug, took over the phone, and shoved it into his school bag. “I'll recover it ASAP and send you the files.” “Thanks, Alfie.” “You are welcome. We both want to help Daddy. We're on the same side.” Alfie smiled at him, looking adorable. “Uncle Finnley, just between you and me, I've been checking Leslie Eastwood recently.” Finnley picked up his coffee mug. “What have you found?” “He's in touch with a drug smuggler named Blake Palmer.” Alfie frowned in depression. “However, | haven't found their transaction records yet.” Finnley was surprised that Alfie was checking on Blake Palmer.
He said, “Alfie, we're also checking him. As long as we find evidence that Leslie Eastwood has something to do with the drug smuggling, he'll be so dead.” “I heard Leslie Eastwood was pretty evil, and his exposed deeds are just the tip of an iceberg.” Alfie sipped the latte. “Uncle Finnley, you must be careful.” “Ehn. You too.” Outside the coffee shop, the three bodyguards who had sent Alfie overlooked around alertly to guarantee their safety.
The Marsh Group.
Jennifer had seldom worked in the vice president's office recently. She kept an eye on the jewelry series. Each department involved in the production was concentrated, and all the employees devoted themselves to work.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSometimes, Jennifer also participated in the job with the employees. Her behaviors gained others’ respect.
Footsteps sounded outside the vice president's office, which brought Linda back to her senses. Then she saw Mya at the door.
“Morning, Linda,” Mya greeted her.
Linda looked at her foot. “Are you getting better?” “I'm fully recovered. Dr. Watson's medicine works well.” Linda wired 10,000 dollars to her. “Mya, check your bank account. | returned the money to you. Thank you so much.” Mya heard the message tone of her phone and tabbed to read the message. She asked, “Have you resolved your trouble?” Usually, it took time for someone to return the money. However, Linda paid her back before the wage day.
“Ehn,” Linda answered without telling her any details.
She also returned 40,000 dollars to Jennifer. When Jennifer walked out of the elevator, she heard the message tone of her phone, so she pulled out her phone to check. She was taken aback.
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