Chapter 59 Searching for Clues
The elevator door opened, I gave him a blank look, speechlessly said, “You’re overthinking, he’s afraid I’m thinking about you.” A pregnant married woman, any man who wants to approach has to weigh it up, Walter’s this kind of thinking, really… childish.
In the office, Alexander’s appointment documents had already been implemented. There were no issues from the shareholders, and everyone within the company had been notified.
“I checked all the customs, but I couldn’t find Thomas and Ryan. Logically, they shouldn’t have had time to leave the country yet. The police are also looking for them,” Cory finished, looking at me, “There’s also another matter, it’s about Ryan.”
I looked at my uncle and asked, “What’s the matter?”
Cory handed me a few photos, saying, “A while ago, someone in the company saw Ryan having coffee with a woman at the cafe downstairs. They were quite intimate, she seemed to be his mistress.”
I looked at the photo, and couldn’t help but recall what Abagail had told me before. Ryan had kept a woman outside and even had a child. It seemed that Abagail’s words were not nonsense.
That day at Abagail’s house, when Walter and I were about to leave, Abagail mentioned that the Conner Group was going to be in trouble. Did this also imply that Abagail had known something all along? Maybe she wasn’t just talking nonsense at the time, but trying to warn me?
Pinching my brow, I turned to Cory and said, “Ryan should be with this woman now, they have a child. Cory, have someone keep an eye
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on the customs, pay attention to any information about a family of three, and also Ryan’s wife, Abagail. She’s probably still in the country, and most likely still in River City. Have someone look for her and see what they can find. Also, find out about this woman who’s close to Ryan, where she lives, have someone watch for a few days, we might be able to find Ryan.”
“Good!” Cory nodded, spoke about the company’s situation for a while, and then left.
Alexander had been going through the company’s documents. After Cory left, he looked at me with a furrowed brow and said, “You should know the situation of the Conner Group better than I do. I don’t know if I can help you turn things around, but I can only tell you that I will try my best.”
Of course, I knew what the Conner Group was like now, beset with troubles both internally and externally. That Alexander could stay, he had already gone above and beyond.
I nodded, looking at him and said, “I would be very grateful if you could stay.”
He raised an eyebrow, his attractive eyes looking at me as he said, “But don’t be so pessimistic. If the Conner Group really can’t make it, don’t you still have the Hinton family? If it really comes to that, I can reluctantly go back to Walling Street and continue to make money to support you.”
Me??
How did this conversation become more and more ambiguous? I had only known him for less than ten days.
“There’s no need for that,” I laughed, “If the Conner Group really came to that point, I could support myself by washing dishes. But it’s you
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who would be wasting your great future for nothing.”
He snorted, placing the materials on the table and began, “Alright, let’s cut the crap and discuss what we should do next.”
I nodded, probably due to the numerous events in the past few days, I felt somewhat groggy. I pinched the bridge of my nose and looked at him, asking, “Do you have any plans?”
He nodded, “The most critical issue for the Conner Group at the moment is the loss of funds. The normal operation of the company has been severely affected. Let’s divide the work. I will help you stabilize the internal operation of the company, and you try to recover the lost funds. The amount of money that Thomas and Ryan took away is not small. They can’t drain the money in a year and a half, so the most critical thing now is to find these two people and get the money out their mouths. You are familiar with River City, so it’s easier for you to find people than me.”
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I naturally had no objections to his arrangement, nodding and saying, “Alright, I’ll leave the company in your hands then.”
He raised an eyebrow, tilted his b*dy, and leaned on the genuine leather sofa in the office. He casually said, “If you really want to repay me, invite me to dinner. I haven’t had a proper meal for several days. This lifestyle is almost wearing me out.”
Seeing him exaggerate so much, I couldn’t help but laugh and said, “Alright, what do you want to eat? I’m treating tonight.”
He turned his head to look at me, laughing, “You do?”
Uh.
I paused for a moment, then said, “I’m not a good cook, I doubt it would suit your taste.” After all these years, I rarely cooked, my culinary skills were really nothing to brag about.
