NovelEnglishThe next day In the CEO’s office of the Sullivan Group Ivan pushed open the door after knocking twice and entered, saying,
"Mr.Scott, Mr.Finch just got here."
Wallace, who had been standing behind Ivan, entered the room as soon as he was done speaking.He stared at Carson, who
was seated behind the desk, and inadvertently scanned the whole room.
Then he smiled broadly.
"Mr.Scott, it’s a pleasure to meet you.Wallace Finch is my name."
Casually, Carson dropped the pen and leaned back slightly.
He scanned Wallace’s face and saw that he reminded him of someone he’d met before.
He got a distinct impression that he’d seen Wallace before, but he’d seen far too many individuals be certain, and Wallace was
his own sex.
He had no idea where he’d run across him.
As a result, he decided to give up.
He rose, went up to Wallace, and extended his hand.
"We are delighted to have you here, Mr.Finch."
"I’m also thrilled to have joined the Sullivan Group.Thank you very much for givingthis chance."
Wallace greeted him pleasantly, shaking his hand.
"Mr.Finch, you’re being a little too humble.On behalf of the Sullivan Group, I’d want to thank you.This is the first tI’ve seen
the King of Hearts in person, and it’s such a shhaving heard so much about you."
Carson was kind and professional while he was at work.
"When I saw you just now, I felt ssort of familiarity with you.I have a vague sense that I have seen you before, and you
deviate somewhat from what I pictured you to be."
The words stunned Wallace, who stared into Carson’s eyes and scowled in an imperceptible way upon hearing them.
Had Carson ever met him? Did he realize he was not the real King of Hearts? No, it was out of possibility.
How could Carson not remember him at all if he had previously met him? Furthermore, Shelia had never publicly acknowledged
her status as the King of Hearts while she was still alive.
Only the core members of the Red Hackers were aware that the King of Hearts was a woman.
In response to Carson’s statements, he said, "Then how cI seemed familiar at first?"
Carson signaled Wallace to take a seat.
Then he cast a sideways look toward Ivan.
Turning around and heading to prepare coffee, Ivan understood what he was saying and promptly exited the office.
Carson sat down with his legs crossed.He sat on the couch, slumped over the back, looking drowsy.
"I don’t know how to express it," Carson said.
"I was quite startled to learn that the King of Hearts was a guy since I had assumed that only a woman could bear the title."
Wallace’s wide grin froze for a split second.
Ivan entered at the smoment with the coffee he had made and disrupted the two people’s chat.
"I heard Mr.Sullivan was badly hurt a while ago.How is his recovery?"
Wallace cpsychologically prepared since he wasn’t the real King of Hearts.
Even if someone realized he was a fake, he wouldn’t have any proof to back it up since Shelia was already dead.
The true King of Hearts was no more.
The Red Hackers, on the other hand, had changed a lot in the last six years.
While sipping his coffee, Carson’s eyes narrowed, almost imperceptibly.
After that, he furrowed his brows and exclaimed, "You’ve heard? I’d love to know who informed you about
that.Mr.Finch.Mr.Sullivan has taken stoff."
Wallace’s heart was racing by now.He quickly recognized that he was still somewhat thrown off by Carson’s statements.
"I’m sorry," he said, hastily adjusting his demeanor, "Mr.Finch, please taste the coffee.Ivan is Mr.Sullivan’s helper, and he always
makes an excellent cup of coffee."
The coffee tasted nice to Wallace, so he turned to Ivan and said, "Your coffee is certainly excellent."
"Thank you for your appreciation," Ivan answered in a straightforward manner.
Carson up and said, "Now that we’ve met and had coffee together, Mr.Finch, I must return to my business.You may always go to
Ivan for assistance if you run into any issues."
"Lettake you to your office, Mr.Finch," Ivan said, glancing at Carson.
Wallace acknowledged him with a nod and was ready to exit the office.
However, after just two steps, he suddenly remembered something and halted, before turning around.
"I’ve only just arrived, and I’m a little lost.I don’t want to bother you or Ivan, so I’m wondering whether I may access the archive
here so that I can learn more about the Sullivan Group and its initiatives."
"You said the archive?" Carson inquired with an arched brow.
Wallace gave a nod.
"The archive is not a private area.You have complete freedom to go whenever you wish.Employees are invited to visit the
Sullivan Group’s archive to explore the company’s history." Carson said the words in a casual tone.
"Mr.Scott, you misinterpreted me."
Carson squinted his eyes in bewilderment.
"I wanted to know whether I could see all of the contracts of Sullivan Group."Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm
The contracts kept in the archive, on the other hand, were a well-guarded secret.
Carson’s eyes becgloomy.
Even though he had anticipated it, he was nevertheless taken aback by Wallace.
He had a certain feeling that Wallace was here for a specific reason.
In order to determine whether or not the guy behind Wallace was their target, he let him in.
As a result, Wallace’s request for access to their private contracts cas no surprise to Carson.
What surprised him was that Wallace didn’t try to disguise it.
Carson was a bit perplexed by this.
"Only Mr.Sullivan and Mr.Scott have access to all project contracts, Mr.Finch." Ivan said icily.
"It’s clear to me." Wallace gave a nod of approval.
"It is, however, imperative that I learn more about the Sullivan Group because I am now a member.If you’re concerned about my
leaking secrets, Mr.Scott, you may disregard my request at this time."
Wallace then went on to say, "Because of my admiration for Mr.Sullivan and Mr.Scott, I decided to join the Sullivan Group.
Even before we met, I had a sense that you two were very astute when it cto spotting potential talents.
It seems tothat you allowedin because you believed that I could be trusted, Mr.Scott."
Carson grinned and said, "Well, that’s something right there.I’m going to have to believe you now that you’ve made a compelling
case."
Wallace maintained his silence while wearing a small grin.
In silence, Carson fiddled with the pen he had in his hand.
"I’ll ask Ivan to grant you a key to the archive’s inner chamber.There are all of the Sullivan Group’s contracts over the last three
decades.You’re free to cin and look whenever you want."
At this point, a reporter’s voice cthrough the TV, which had been muted for the duration of the meeting.
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