NovelOnlineChapter 1278: "Alright." "I should go." Nate watched as she walked away, a trace of longing flickering in his expression, reluctant to see her go.
His eyes remained on her retreating figure until she disappeared from view. Only then did he slowly roll up the car window, his expression shifting back to its usual cold detachment.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Find a way to get Brannon to talk," he ordered. "We need solid proof that Claude was behind the setup against Jayden." "Understood," Matias responded.
Through the rearview mirror, he glanced at Nate, hesitating for a moment before speaking. “Sir, considering Claude's move against Jayden, it's possible that Miss Holland is the real target. Bryant might be pulling the strings behind the scenes. Should we expose his involvement?" "No need for that." Nate crossed one leg over the other, his fingers loosely interlocked on his knee. "The Ford family in Lyhaton isn't an easy target either." Bryant and his faction mainly serve as a counterbalance to the other factions of the family. Even if he were removed from the equation, others would rise to claim a stake in Lyhaton's resources. "Leak sinformation to his relatives." "Will do, sir." At Pinvolla Law Firm, Waldo leaned against his desk, a cup of coffee in hand, his eyes absently following the shifting neon lights outside the window. Behind his glasses, his eyes were deep and blank.
The sudden ring of his phone interrupted his thoughts.
Glancing at the screen, Waldo saw Corrine's nand answered immediately. "What's the matter?" See full story at gдlnov"Nothing serious. Just letting you know Uncle Jayden has been released. No need to worry anymore," Corrine's voice cclearly through the phone.
"Got it," Waldo replied simply.
After ending the call, he stared at the phone for a long moment, thoughts tumbling through his mind before finally summoning the courage to dial Jolene's number.
The voice that answered wasn't hers. Instead, an automated message echoed in his ear. "The number you have dialed is currently unavailable..." He scowled and, with a frustrated sigh, tossed the phone onto his desk. Since their tense parting in the office last time, neither had reached out.
In the past, even when tension arose between them, Jolene would always find a way to break the silence-an excuse, a casual topic, something to ease the distance. But this time, she had done nothing.
A faint crease formed between Waldo's brows as he contemplated the situation. Then, on impulse, he grabbed his phone again, opened Twitter, and searched for her profile.
The moment he saw her latest m posts-pictures of her enjoying herself in Ezion his eyes turned ide-cold. Jolene, you really know how to play your cards," he muttered through clenched teeth.
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