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Chapter 422

Robert Foster shot up from his seat and ran to stand behind Chloe Collins. He leaned in closer, scrutinizing her computer screen.

"So it’s like this!"

Layla Lowell watched him curiously then followed him closely and leaned in to look.

"What’s it like... huh!"

She was stunned.

The two turned their heads and locked eyes. In synchrony, their gazes shifted towards Chloe Collins, who was completely imrsed in her online ga, oblivious to her surroundings.

"O, M, G! So you’re this Foodie!" — Layla Lowell.

"So the top player has been right next to all along... I wonder if my brother knows..." — Robert Foster.

After he finished speaking, he felt strange as if he had missed so crucial information.

It wasn’t until he ntioned his brother that he rembered. The reason Chloe could ask him the question earlier was that she had seen his account status online. Only friends could see that!

So, she was one of the friends on his list!

He only had a handful of friends added in that account.

Initially, he thought it was "Witch", but after coming over, he realized that it was "Foodie". In addition to surprise, he also strangely breathed a small sigh of relief.

Without looking up, Chloe Collins casually asked, "Finished reviewing?"

Layla Lowell and Robert Foster gave wry smiles and obediently returned to their studies.

After finishing the ga, Alexander Foster logged out.

Having lost interest in the ga, Chloe suddenly rembered sothing. She grabbed her laptop and headed to the second floor.

She needed to investigate this Mr. F.

A simple search on the browser ca up with only a brief text record of him, without any image results.

The text only listed his na, gender, and past achievents. There was nothing else.

As she browsed through, she found nothing revealing.

She entered the Secret Network for a spin and, before finding Mr. F, she noticed her na instead.

It was highlighted in red.

"[Who the heck is this hunt? Even the hawk spirit couldn’t find out!]"

Upon seeing this, she recalled the matter Nathaniel Nolan had told her before—various capital forces had jointly hired investigators to probe her, wanting to take her down.

She hadn’t deliberately done anything after that, even forgetting about the matter.

But this hawk spirit didn’t create any ripple either.

After a cursory glance at the responses, she logged off and continued her search for the physical identity of Mr. F.

As this concerned Timmy Collins, she had to be cautious.

The person was indeed a master. She spent a lot of ti before finding a lead.

This man had participated in an offline event of the International Organization three years ago.

He attended the event in a low-profile manner and didn’t attract much attention, but so records were still kept by the organizers.

Among them was a photo.

In the photo, three n were posing together. She recognized the two n on either side as managers of the International Organization. Both were not wearing masks.

However, the man in the centre was much taller, wearing a black baseball cap, a black mask, and sunglasses.

She zood in on the photo, her eyes narrowing in on the man’s neck.

He was wearing a long necklace with a white T-shirt.

Chloe enlarged the image of the necklace. It was a crescent-shaped curved knife, the handle adorned with top-grade diamonds. Just for the diamonds, this piece would cost at least in the six-figure range.

Chloe began investigating based on this clue and quickly found the information she wanted.

This necklace was a limited edition sumr release from a renowned French brand, with only twenty pieces worldwide.

Five of them were in Grearon.

She quickly glanced at the list of buyers and noticed that two of them were wealthy and well-known won aged over fifty.

This necklace was a male design. Therefore, these won would not have bought it for themselves.

As Chloe’s gaze swept past the list, she suddenly spotted a familiar na!

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(The update on the 29th will be released between 12 noon and 1 pm on the 29th, so everyone doesn’t have to wait until midnight.)

(That’s all for today, wish everyone a good dream, good night.)

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