"What you mean is the tender document we lost was sold to different people?" That deal was unethical! Chet nodded.
"In this case, we are caught in a predicament. Initially, except for the other bidders, no one else would know the full extent of the bid! But when the results were finally announced, many of the key requirements shown on the screen becpixelated, there was no choice but to change the result of the bid. There were also more than one reviewer and they are still looking for accountability, it's almost turning into a laughing stock. However, a discerning person will probably know what's going on at a glance. These people are cutting corners and applying a cookie-cutter approach. I don't know why this is happening...," Chet explained.
"Could it be a virus?" Frederick uttered. Chet shrugged his shoulders.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"We know that it is a virus, but why did problems only affect a few of them? Obviously, the organizer is not responsible for this, but the bidders! Those bids were submitted from different computers. How did they all get the sproblem?" "Was it on the flash drive?" Suddenly, Frederick remembered that Alicia had asked him to trust her, yet she didn't explain clearly.
It seemed she had been preparing for that! Frederick and Chet exchanged a look, then Chet nodded, "I think so too." "So, the reason behind all this was for the money." It was just that this person was relatively intelligent. He didn't leave any trail leading to himself. Instead, he took part in the bid as well. However, he probably never expected that the few buyers would make a mistake at the stime.
As a result, the person's trump card was exposed. Selling trade secrets was disgraceful and even prohibited. The person's greed had let him dig his own grave.
That person most probably had a good grasp of his situation and movement. Moreover, that person also understood the situation of Alicia's parents, and was short of cash.
Who could it be? In a moment of enlightenment, two names popped into his mind. They were Danica and Jeremy. However, at the stime, he was also a bit skeptical.
Frederick drummed his fingers lightly and asked, "Is there any update on what those drugs were?" "We managed to analyze a part of the composition. Preliminary results suggested that it's made up of materials commonly found in the industry. Master Vives said it's made by an expert and has a complex formula. There's an antidote now. The drug can be easily reproduced in small laboratories, so there's no point tracking its origins. However, the developer of the compound must have a strong chemical or medical background. At present, we have no known target!" "Who do you think will benefit the most from this?" "Miss Randolph!" Chet blurted out the words almost without hesitation. In an instant, Frederick's gaze froze. He had been thinking the sas well. "Why not Jeremy?" "Frederick, are you still unwilling to accept... that she has changed?" Frederick's face darkened because of Chet's words. However, Chet didn't back down.
"Frederick, you must have had an inkling of suspicion. But if she is also scheming against you, you now have no one left in your life." "Stop!" Frederick clenched his fists. He was agitated because Chet could read his mind.
"Frederick! Since you have already realized that she has changed, why can't you accept that she has changed for the worse?" "Are you a psychic now, Chet?" "Frederick! Evading the issue won't solve the problem." They stared at each other while dueling with words. In the end, Frederick backed off first. Chet got up to get coffee for the both of them.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Jeremy obviously didn't have any advantage in the bidding! The way he feels towards Miss Blanchard, he won't take any risks with her family. To date, we haven't lost anything yet. No one but Miss Blanchard had expected the situation and tried to minimize the risk. The biggest loss is your relationship. With Miss Blanchard now being driven out of the Clements family, plus the huge crack in your relationship, the biggest gainer is the mastermind behind all this. We have yet to identify the culprit. You have never bothered about Miss Randolph until now. You both have sintimate connection. About this kidnapping as well, don't you think something is amiss?" Frederick looked at Chet while stirring the coffee, "Tellabout it!" "Firstly, unless the kidnappers were incredibly inept, they wouldn't have taken the wrong person. Secondly, the person wants shares but not the money. This itself didn't make sense. You have escaped unharmed, therefore, there's no way for the person to get the share now. Thirdly, Miss Blanchard wasn't kidnapped when she was part of the family. They chose to do it now when she and the Clements have becestranged. Next, if they really wanted to kill you, why didn't they just stab you. Why would they want to lock you inside the cold storage and not turn the temperature to the lowest? Lastly, it's too much of a coincidence for Miss Blanchard's phone to be broken by Lindsay, and the next moment, you received a call from the kidnappers. When we arrived at the warehouse, Miss Blanchard also happened to be there as well. Yet, we didn't catch a single glimpse of the kidnappers." "All these look like a scheme. Someone deliberately broke Alicia's mobile phone and created this elaborated plan. We have all becpawns on a chessboard." This was what he had thought about and wanted Chet to cin for discussion. However, could it really be Danica? What was she planning? Did she do this all on her own? Could she manipulate Lindsay into working with her? What about the drugs? Who had made it? It had taken many days for Carson's medical team to study the drugs. How did she do it?
Was this all just to separate Alicia from him? Did she not understand that even if they were separated, he would still love Alicia? He would never be back together with her! "Frederick, what should we do now? Do we still continue the investigation?" "Keep investigating. Start from the beginning. How could one woman play this long game? I don't believe it's her alone. There must be someone else behind this!" Frederick narrowed his eyes coldly.
"Since she's the biggest suspect, we'll start with her and open a case. No matter who it is, they are going to pay the price!" As for what price they had to pay, he needed to think about it.
Frederick had a lot in his mind as he pulled through the whole day at work in a daze. After calming down, he suddenly realized that his life had been manipulated by others for god knows how long. The realization sent a shiver down his spine. In the evening, his drove straight to Robson Garden.
As he arrived at the door, he saw a familiar figure walking in with bags in her hands. She looked like she had just finished shopping. She was holding a bunch of flowers in her arms. She looked just like how he had remembered her.
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