Sumr pursed her lips, the tension and fear finally easing a bit.
She said sullenly, "It’s all fine... it’s just that business has been really tough lately. That old coot Harrison Grant, he’s not afraid of at all now!"
After a long pause, the man said, "I understand. In a few days, I’ll co over to your place, and have him et then."
Sumr’s eyes lit up with joy, "Really? Can Mom and I co to see you then?"
The man’s tone seed much gentler, "Sure, I’ll send Tian to pick you up then. Keep a low profile for now, and quickly deal with that news incident!"
Thinking about what Evelyn had said today, and then thinking about Soren, Sumr felt a bit reluctant.
"But, this thing is most likely related to Soren. If Soren gets involved—" Sumr bit her lip, "Soren is the only one around who’s understanding..."
The man’s tone beca stern, "He’s just a man! Is he really worth your attention?"
Feeling aggrieved, Sumr clamd up and said no more.
After several seconds of silence, the man seed a bit impatient, "Recently, a rookie cop was investigating docunts related to Morgan Alden’s July 26 case. I suspect Evelyn might be involved! That girl seems to have grown more capable, and she might already know sothing—I’m at a crucial juncture here, so don’t ss with her!"
"If it really cos to it, without Soren, I’ll send you a couple more guys!"
Sumr dared not argue further, reluctantly agreeing, "Alright then..."
The call ended, and Sumr lowered the car window, venting her frustration by throwing the phone outside.
The driver was startled, picked up the phone gingerly.
The phone’s screen was shattered, and Sumr said impatiently, "Get a new one, rember to take out the SIM card."
The driver nodded, preparing to drive away.
Seeing Sumr’s dark expression, the driver mustered the courage to comfort her, "Director Monroe, don’t be upset. He must care about you, otherwise, he wouldn’t contact you the mont sothing happens."
Upon hearing this, Sumr gave a sarcastic smile, montarily remaining silent.
The driver was also arranged by that person. Although she could vent a little, she never dared to express any resentnt openly.
It wasn’t just out of fear of him, but also because she feared he would ignore or abandon her...
"My good brothers are thriving now, making a na for themselves in politics. And what am I, anyway?" Sumr muttered, a hint of hostility rising between her brows.
The driver paused for a few seconds, then couldn’t help but remind her, "You’d better sort things out before he arrives, or else he’ll definitely be upset."
Sumr closed her eyes, saying nothing more.
The car returned to the villa, and as soon as Sumr got out, she saw Heather Donovan standing at the front door, waiting for her.
"How did it go?" Heather asked anxiously, checking Sumr over repeatedly, "Evelyn, that little witch, didn’t do anything to you, did she?"
Feeling a bit irritable, Sumr responded, "What can she do to ? Kill ?"
Heather gritted her teeth, "That little witch is really getting bolder now, she actually—"
"Mom." Sumr suddenly interrupted Heather, "I have two things to tell you."
Heather frowned, "What?"
"Julia is dead. Evelyn suspects Soren did it and wants to find the person for her." Sumr paused, "I got a call from over there, telling to resolve this quickly and not let it escalate."
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