NovelOnlineAs Frank got out of the car, he inspected all the truck wreckages left after the fire.
"Eh?" he murmured, as he discovered a button lying on a patch of grass that no one would have noticed.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"What..." Noel was gaping in astonishment-how did Frank notice the tiny button lying there so inconspicuously? As she looked on, Frank studied the buttons and their surroundings. "Letguess-judging from the make, I'd say it was torn off when the saboteurs were dragging the truck drivers out here." However, the saboteurs proved to be really careful, as there were no other traces left aside from that button.
Still, that was enough—with that button, Frank quickly took Noel back to Zamri and headed to a major fashion designpany.
And with mary persuasion, a female supervisor eventually spoke, "It's a unique sleeve button used specifically for suits, and it fits the style of Longham Garments, a local manufacturer here in Zamri." "Thank you," Frank said and turned to leave with Noel.
The woman held out her hand, clearly having more to say, but she eventually sighed and only watched with a troubled look as Frank and Noel vanished from sight.
Meanwhile, at Longham Garments, Urian Reno, the pudgy owner of the factory, was pouring tea for a guest in his office. "Thank you so much for your generous deal, Mr. Jonas. Hahaha..." "Hmph." Mr. Jonas was scowling, his tone flat. "Your gratitude is really half-hearted, don't you think?" "Oh... Haha." Catching his cue right then, Urian put down the teapot and clapped his hands.
A young woman entered with a red tray right then, carrying a tray covered in red cloth and placing it gently on Urian's desk.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"I'd never get stingy with you, Mr.
Jonas!" Urian chuckled as he lifted the cloth, revealing a golden lion statuette that looked like it was worth several kilos. en.kikistories And seeing the statuette finally took the scowl out of Chet's face as he nodded in approval.
"Hehe... this is just a tip, Mr. Jonas. I'm offering you a little token of blessing." Urian flashed a mysterious smile, tapping on the envelope under the statuette. "This is the real present.
"Is that so?" Chet appeared surprised but soon smiled. "I guess you have a conscience. I guess running around for your sake didn't go to waste." én.kikistories Rising to his feet, he took a stack of documents from his briefcase and slid it in front of Urian, continuing flatly, "These are the latest demands most of the big families have for uniforms. If you're sharp, you could make Zamri the best clothes manufacturer despite lacking in other departments." en.kikistories "T-Thank you, Mr. Jonas!" Urian picked up the documents as if they were treasure, though he was cursing Chet inside despite appearing to be grateful.
All Chet had was insider information on sof the important families requirements for their staff uniforms.
Not only did Urian have to bleed money for that information, but there was no telling if he would really be chosen as the manufacturer.
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