NovelApexChapter 1230: Seeing the unknown caller ID, Corrine narrowed her eyes, a vague suspicion creeping up on her.
She swiped the screen and ended the call.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtOn the other end, Dewey heard the automated message, “Sorry, the number you dialed is temporarily unavailable." His face darkened as he slammed the phone down on the table.
That little brat! Corrine dared to hang up on him repeatedly.
She had grown up, becindependent, and was clearly starting to ignore him as her father.
If he had known she would turn out so ungrateful and heartless, he should have let her freeze to death that day in the snow! Dewey picked up a pack of cigarettes from the table, shook one out, lit it, and took a long drag.
After a moment of thought, he dialed his assistant's number. "How's the investigation going?" "Miss Holland's been away for years, making it tough for our people to dig anything up. Also..." The assistant hesitated, causing Dewey's voice to harden. "And what?" The assistant quickly added, "When I looked into Miss Holland using her name, I found nothing. It's as if someone's purposely hiding her information." Dewey held the cigarette between his fingers, the smoke clouding his face and concealing the anger in his eyes. After a long silence, he spoke calmly. “Pull our people out." "Not continuing the investigation?" the assistant asked, shocked.
Dewey let out a cold laugh. "If someone's protecting her, what's the point of continuing?" He paused, his eyes narrowing with a calculating gleam. "Booka ticket to Lyhaton!" If his team couldn't find anything, he'd do it himself.
Now that he had discovered svalue in Corrine, he wouldn't let go so easily!
Corrine drove away from the cemetery, heading toward the Ford Group office. Natasha@ay her thorough update on the work for the month. Corrine quickly set up a meeting, displaying her usual efficiency.
Amid the chaos, tseemed to fly, and before she realized it, evening had arrived. Back in Back in her office, m Gorrine rubbed her forehead, trying to ease the tension. She stood up, made herself a cup of coffee, and moved to the large window.
As night took over, the city's neon lights flickered on, casting a soft glow that made her silhouette appear more solitary and wistful. At that moment, Jules walked in. Seeing Corrine holding a cup of coffee, he smiled and joked, "Oh, having coffee, are we?"
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