Revenge is best served cold

I thought that by saying this, Brock might be moved. But he just stiffened his neck and refused to speak any further. Even so, I could already guess that Jeremiah was behind him.

After all, the only person who had the power to control Brock, despised my entrepreneurial efforts to the core, and was willing to go to extreme lengths to stop me was Jeremiah.

Given that sending Brock to the police at this stage would alert the culprit, Eric and I discussed it and ultimately decided to lock Brock in the top-floor conference room of the Flint Group building.

Once that was settled, Eric, Levi, and I sat in Eric's office silently.

I lifted my gaze to Eric's composed face and broke the silence. "Have you found any records of him trading with others?"

Eric shook his head. "Not yet. It's likely an overseas transfer. The process is a bit complicated, so it'll take some time to uncover everything."

Levi snorted in disbelief. "I thought you were so clever, but you can't even figure that out."

Eric gave Levi a sidelong glance. "It's still better than a certain someone who hasn't found anything. Not only did you fail to uncover the truth, but you're also here causing a disturbance."

A flash of shame crossed Levi's face, and he looked at me apologetically as if regretting not being able to help more.

I quickly reassured him, "I've seen everything you've done for me these past few days. I know you've been working hard. At this point, let's save the arguing for later."

As soon as I spoke, the two stopped bickering, their competitive spirits dampening instantly.

I turned my attention to Eric. "How long do you think it'll take to find out?"

Eric paused for a moment, thinking. "Under normal circumstances, about three days. But if we can get access to his domestic bank records, it should only take an afternoon."

Upon hearing this, I nodded thoughtfully. "In that case, I'll go pay Jeremiah a visit."

I remembered that in my past life, Jeremiah's bank records were all stored in his company's computer. Although he never told me the password, I figured I could probably guess it.

Levi immediately frowned at my words. "Jane, don't you think this might be dangerous?"

Eric looked at me with concern as well.

I shook my head, my expression calm. "It's fine. He's just trying to make me bow down and apologize. He won't really do anything to me."

A slight smile tugged at the corners of my mouth as I thought about what I was about to do.

I turned to Eric. "If I succeed, we can use the evidence to show the lawyer and also as proof for my divorce case."

What Jeremiah had done this time was simply too much. I might not have been this angry if he were only targeting me.

But the moment he reached out to harm innocent consumers without a care for the consequences of them wearing clothes with heavy metal contamination, I knew I couldn't let him off the hook. en FindNovel

This was a battle of wits between Jeremiah and me. It was one I had to win.

...

After rejecting Levi's offer to accompany me to Cornell Group, my car pulled outside the building an hour later.

Since everyone knew the nature of my relationship with Jeremiah, the security guards immediately became flustered when I entered the Cornell Group building and rushed to greet me. From their reaction, it seemed they wanted to stop me

from entering.

I dodged their hands as they tried to block me. Holding onto my still-valid access

card, I stepped into the elevator.

Although the security guards'

behavior made it clear that Elsa was

likely in Jeremiah's office, I was still

taken aback when I opened the door

and saw her sitting on Jeremiah's lap en FindNovel

A shiver of disgust ran through me.