Jett Sterling: "I’ll investigate as soon as possible. Your job is to find evidence."
"I understand, Mr. Nash also provided with plenty of key information. I will investigate thoroughly."
"How is my father?" Chloe imdiately asked.
"He seems quite calm, and he asked to tell you not to worry about him, nor make any sacrifices for him. His old bones aren’t worth it."
Hearing these words, Chloe’s eyes turned red.
Her father must be worried she’d seek help from Silas Prescott, only to be entangled by him again.
Even when he’s already in a predicant, he’s still thinking of her.
Chloe felt she’s let down the deceased Chloe as well as her parents.
The two talked a lot with the lawyer. In the end, the lawyer looked at Chloe and said, "Dr. Nash, please step out for a mont. I’ve got so private matters to discuss with President Sterling."
Seeing Chloe leave, Jett Sterling felt uneasy: "What do you need to discuss without her?"
Lowering his voice, the lawyer said: "This case might implicate the Sterling Family. Are you really planning to help Dr. Nash?"
Jett Sterling looked at him incredulously: "This is a governnt project, how would it be related to the Sterling Family?"
"This was a project your father worked on with upper managent five years ago. The connections are complex, Vincent Nash was the chief designer, and there were several other designers under him. If soone ssed with it, it’s possible. It’s just unclear how much the Sterling Family was involved."
Hearing this, Jett Sterling had a bad feeling.
This project started five years ago, right when he and Chloe broke up.
Claire Channing had once threatened Chloe with her father’s career, forcing her to give up their relationship.
Now it seems, things aren’t that simple.
Thinking of this, Jett Sterling clenching his fists tightly.
Seeing him co out with a gloomy look, Chloe could already guess sothing.
Because soone once told her this case involves the governnt and several major families.
Chloe hesitated and asked: "Jett Sterling, is this case related to the Sterling Family?"
Jett Sterling looked intensely at her, his voice slightly hoarse: "Don’t worry, even if it’s related to the Sterling Family, I won’t be biased."
"But that’ll make things difficult for you."
Though he is the head of the Sterling Family, the shareholders under him are not easy to deal with.
If it involves the group’s interests, they will prioritize protecting those interests.
Jett Sterling chuckled lightly: "Chloe, I really doubt whether you ever loved . Back then, just because of a few threatening words from Claire Channing, you broke up with without a word. And now, in your heart, am I really such a person without principles?"
Listening to this, Chloe felt an indescribable sensation in her heart.
She saw Jett Sterling helping with all his efforts yet without trying to bargain or demand sothing from her.
It was as if Chloe hadn’t seen the sweet, unconditional love she shared with Jett Sterling before Claire Channing left the country.
Her nose tingled, and she suddenly lowered her gaze.
Chloe... the man you love has never let you down.
She whispered, "I just don’t want to make things difficult for you."
Jett Sterling tapped her head: "In the future, get smarter and don’t believe other people’s words easily."
He then took Chloe to et a few key figures and found so clues.
Days later, the case finally had so progress.
The families of the deceased were willing to sit down and negotiate, the public pressure wasn’t as intense.
The relevant departnts didn’t reject discussing this case as they initially did.
——
Silas Prescott had been in etings all day.
He constantly checked his phone absentmindedly.
After the manager finished reporting, he asked: "President Prescott, do you think my plan is feasible?"
After his words fell, Silas Prescott didn’t respond for a long ti.
This was quite unlike his usual self.
Everyone knows how serious Silas Prescott is about his work.
He never tolerated anyone checking their phone during etings.
But today, he kept looking at his phone all day.
Seeing he hadn’t responded for a while, the manager asked again: "President Prescott, do you think my plan isn’t good?"
In this situation, the assistant reminded softly: "President Prescott, Manager Channing is speaking to you."
Silas Prescott finally raised his head.
His gaze seed gentle but carried a sense of pressure.
He glanced at the large screen and asked: "How much do I pay you monthly?"
Hearing this, the manager felt a bit uneasy and stamred: "Annually, a million."
Silas Prescott chuckled lightly: "I pay you a million annually and you produce such garbage planning for ? If you can work, you work; if not, leave. Prescott Group never keeps idle people."
His tone wasn’t particularly cold; instead, it was quite calm.
However, this calm coldness was even more terrifying.
Because no one could see his true emotions from his eyes at the mont.
The manager wiped off sweat nervously: "I’m sorry, President Prescott, I’ll redo it."
Silas Prescott remained expressionless: "eting adjourned."
Everyone hurriedly left quietly in fear.
They couldn’t help wiping off sweat as they exited.
The assistant also breathed a sigh of relief and probed: "President Prescott, there’s a dinner with the president of Triton Group tonight, will you attend?"
Silas Prescott tapped his finger lightly on the table, his steady tone revealing an underlying crisis.
"How long has Vincent Nash’s case been going on?"
Assistant: "It’s been three days already."
"How’s the progress now?"
"I’ve heard they’ve already found a lawyer, and the authorities have started cooperating in the investigation. It seems to be progressing well."
Hearing this, the long-suppressed shadows finally flickered in Silas Prescott’s serene eyes.
"Who’s helping?"
Because no one assisted, with Chloe’s abilities, she would not have reached this point.
The assistant nervously said: "It’s President Sterling Jett Sterling."
Hearing this na, the pen in Silas Prescott’s hand snapped with a "crack."
Chloe wouldn’t let him help, fearing entanglent with him.
Yet she turned to Jett Sterling.
The man with whom she once shared a deep bond.
Silas Prescott only felt the seed of jealousy in his heart growing feverishly.
He imdiately stood up, leaving behind: "Find a way to stop Jett Sterling from investigating."
——
Chloe and Jett Sterling just returned from outside, drenched from the rain.
Mrs. Nash imdiately fetched so clothes from Mr. Nash to hand to Jett Sterling: "Young Sterling, go take a shower quickly, don’t catch a cold. These are your uncle’s clothes, all new, make do with them."
He took the clothes, glancing at Chloe: "You should go shower, don’t forget you get pneumonia easily when you catch a cold."
Chloe replied with a soft ’Mhm’ and turned to the room to take a shower.
Mrs. Nash felt more relaxed upon hearing the case had progress.
She prepared a table full of dishes, all Jett Sterling’s favorites.
She served Jett Sterling a bowl of soup: "Young Sterling, quickly have so, warm your stomach."
Just then, the doorbell rang, and Jett Sterling went to answer it.
Upon opening the door, he saw Silas Prescott.
He coldly asked: "What are you doing here?"
Silas Prescott’s gaze swept over Jett Sterling, clad in middle-aged casual wear, hair still wet.
Clearly, he had just showered.
Seeing this, Silas Prescott discreetly gritted his molars.
An extrely sinister thought imdiately arose about making Jett Sterling disappear from this world.
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