"Just give a mont, President. I’ll look into it right away."
After knowing it was Lynn Clark, Robert Green understood why, despite the risk of being exposed for impersonating the Young Miss once the Young Master beca suspicious, this woman still took her chances and approached them.
That woman, always thinking too highly of herself, was full of ambition, greed, and utterly unrestrained.
With that ace of a face, how could she not seize such a golden opportunity?
As long as she concealed it well, she’d be set for a life of wealth and luxury.
This must be what people an by seeking fortune in the face of danger.
Unfortunately, that Lynn Clark underestimated our President’s feelings for his wife and how well he knew her.
Thinking she could escape the President’s scrutiny with just her face and a voice that’s extrely similar was far from enough.
Once there was a target, the speed of the investigation results was very quick.
Lynn Clark thought that with a face similar to Elly Campbell’s, she could act without fear.
She thought she had a foolproof plan, but in reality, there were still many flaws to be investigated.
Two days later, Robert Green laid the investigation results in front of Adam Jones.
"Is it her?"
Adam Jones looked at the results handed over by Robert Green, a hint of terrifying murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
"Really tired of living a peaceful life, looking to court death!"
Robert Green, thinking of the investigation results, also had an indescribable expression.
The person backing Lynn Clark financially, paying for her plastic surgery, and hiring top hackers to infiltrate the Sky Eye System was none other than the mother of the Boss who Robert thought had quieted down, Mrs. Thompson.
He really couldn’t understand that woman’s thought process.
Discarding her children in childhood, anyone with a bit of conscience or sha wouldn’t appear in front of their children again.
But she, holding onto Jones’ shares, rightfully collected huge dividends from Jones every year.
The President hadn’t held the abandonnt from childhood against her, giving her the Jones family dividends without skimping a single cent.
Yet she shalessly kept hopping around in front of the President for her own purposes.
After doing so many bizarre and shaful things, the President still let her off in the end.
Putting aside the blood relationship between mother and son, even soone with a shred of humanity would rember the President’s kindness, live honestly, continue to support her adopted daughter, and be a billionaire—wouldn’t that be good?
Robert Green thought he had seen enough of the world, yet he was still shocked by Mrs. Thompson’s outrageous behavior.
And this ti, she has clearly crossed the President’s bottom line.
It’s okay for soone to be foolish or wicked, but soone like Mrs. Thompson, with devious thoughts yet ignorant of her own stupidity, always believed she could pull the wool over everyone’s eyes.
How could she not realize that her ability to keep up her antics this far was not because of her own capabilities, but because the President had always disdained to stoop to her level?
But, on second thought, if she had that bit of self-awareness, she wouldn’t have been challenging the President’s limits over and over again.
And now, she even dared to blatantly step on the President’s red lines.
If the President still lets her off this ti, then Robert Green will write his na backwards.
"Since she doesn’t want to live well, then let’s fulfill her wish."
Adam Jones’s eyes brimd with both coldness and murderous intent, which suddenly sent a shiver down Mrs. Thompson’s spine as she sat in the penthouse office of Joy Entertainnt. The teaspoon she was stirring her coffee with also fell to the floor with a clink.
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