Rachel looked at him indifferently and remained silent as she waited for what he had to say.
Roger’s eyes were trained on her face, fearing that he would miss the change in her expression.
"The investigation team received an anonymous tip-off.They suspect that Victor embezzled Sullivan Group’s capital six years
ago, and sof that money was used to purchase BeGroup’s shares.The reason I was so anxious just now is that I was
worried that the investigation team would get you involved with the source of the money."
He the lowered his voice to a whisper that only Rachel could hear.
"Even though they didn’t mention it, they must have obtained skey evidence.That explains why they suddenly cto the
BeGroup.They must be looking for further proof to the evidence they already have.If Victor can’t cup with a reasonable
explanation to counter it, the possibility of him being accused of abuse of power will be very high."
Rachel narrowed her eyes and listened quietly.
"Once he is convicted, not only will all his property and assets be confiscated, but he will also be sentenced to more than five
years in prison."
Rachel was no stranger to that.She knew the weight that cwith it better than anyone else.
Although four years had passed so quickly in this new life she had, the memory of the two years she had spent in the
international prison before her rebirth was still fresh and unforgettable.
Even though her face didn’t show it, she was stunned for a moment when she heard that Victor might be put in prison, thinking
that maybe she had heard it wrong.
But soon, she smiled.It was a faint smile that was hard to catch.
Rachel felt it though and was confused by her emotions.She seemed to be happy when she heard the news, or else she
wouldn’t have smiled.Then, she suddenly felt suffocated as if she was strapped to an emotional roller coaster.
"Rachel..."
Seeing her smile in a daze, Roger called out her nworriedly.
"More than five years in prison."
Rachel stopped smiling and looked up at him.
"Do you know exactly how many years it will be?"
Roger was surprised by her sudden shift.
"It’s too early in the case to determine that yet."
"Oh, okay then."
"Rachel, by any chance, are you okay?"
She was just too calm, as if she had heard something irrelevant that wasn’t worth her time, which was completely different from
what Roger had expected.
He was a little worried.
"Hmm? I’m fine.Why wouldn’t I be?"
"If you have something to say, you can say it.If maybe you are worried that the BeGroup will be involved in this matter, or...if
you want to know how Victor is doing, I can help you ask about it.Maybe the result will not be as bad."
"Why?"
Rachel looked up from the file she was reading to his eyes.
"What?"
Roger was confused.He wasn’t sure what Rachel was referring to.
"Why do you think I want to know about what Victor is doing?"
"I’m just worried about you."
"There are no ties that connectwith him.So whether he goes bankrupt or goes to jail does not concernin the least.I’m not
worried about the investigation team.As you said, they cto our company just to find more evidence that Victor might have
committed embezzlement and power mismanagement.Whether they find it or not has nothing to do with the BeGroup."
Rachel picked up the glass beside her and took a sip of water.
As she placed the glass down, she stared at the water blankly for a few seconds.With her back to Roger, he didn’t notice the
unusual change in her expression.
"There is only one thing I am worried about right now." She looked away from the glass.
"We may have to postpone our departure from Apliaria.The investigation team hasn’t gotten any result.As long as they stay in
the BeGroup, I should still be their main focus."
If she left at a tlike that, Rachel was afraid that it would only cause her trouble.
"They won’t stay long.We’ll just leave as soon as they are gone."
Roger tried to comfort her.
"I guess there’s no other way around it."
The news that the investigation team had gone to the BeGroup spread quickly.
Apliaria had already been bombarded by pieces of shocking news one after another, but now the storm seemed to be growing
even larger.
maintain the basic daily operation within the company, and the rest of the staff were all given three days off.
In half a day, the BeGroup building was almost empty.
That night, near the early morning hours, only the meeting room on the thirteen floor was still lit up.
Davis closed a folder in his hands.His action was not forceful, but the sound was particularly harsh in that quiet meeting room
where even a pin dropping could be heard.
The other people, who were originally staring at their computer screens, feeling sleepy, were shocked by this sound.
Kent also put down his pen, closed his eyes and rubbed his eyelids to relieve the pain that cfrom straining them.
When he opened his eyes again, he saw Davis stand up and leave the room.Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm
"Where are you going?" he asked.
Davis put his phone into his pocket and looked back.
"I can’t stay here any longer.I need to go out for a walk.I think everyone is sleepy, so I’ll bring sdrinks for you."
After saying that, he glanced at the sleepy colleagues and said, "If you want anything specific to drink, text it to me.And only the
drinks available in the convenience store! No milk tea or fruit tea available.Those shops are closed by now."
The others all laughed and said in unison, "Bless you, Davis!"
Davis waved his hand and looked at Kent.
"What about you? What would you like to drink?"
Kent picked up the vacuum cup beside him.
"Nothing, thanks.I’m good with this."
"You really like your vacuum cup, don’t you? You act like what people say on the Internet." Davis thought for a while.
"Well, a veteran cadre!"
Not bothering to reply, Kent took a sip of water.Davis turned around and left the meeting room.He took the elevator downstairs
and left the building.
As soon as he walked out of the building, he felt his phone buzzing in his pocket.He took out his phone and unlocked it.
A message from an unknown number popped up amidst all the other drink requests from his colleagues.He checked it and found
a pin location shared with him, which was two or three hundred meters from the BeGroup building Davis deleted the
message and continued walking in that direction.
At the stime, he opened the takeouton his phone and ordered what his colleagues had requested.
About three minutes later, he looked up and saw a black car parked on the side of the road exactly where the pin on the map had
been.
A man in all black stood beside it.
Davis muted the phone and placed it back into his pocket.
As soon as he approached, the man in black suddenly stopped him before he got any closer, and held out his hand.
Davis glanced at him for a while, before he realized what the man wanted.Hesitating for a moment, he took out his phone and
handed it to the man.