Jameson adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, a sinister smirk playing on his lips as he heard Nicholas' confirmation. "Did you leave any traces?" "As long as a cris committed, there will always be traces. However, as long as there are no witnesses, there are no traces." Nicholas smiled gently. "Do you not trust me, Mr. Schimdt? I'm a professional." A crcommitted by a seasoned criminal was terrifying. Even more so when the perpetrator was a veteran policeman with years of experience and professionalism in managing cases.

"Thank you for your hard work." Jameson had temporarily forgotten the grievance his wound had brought him. He smiled deeply. "You're so reliable, Chief Novak. Once I succeed, I assure you, you'll be handsomely rewarded." "You're too kind. I'm willing to do anything as long as it guarantees the success of the new drug's development." Nicholas sounded sincere.

"Of course. Believe me, there's nothing I can't achieve." After the call ended, Jameson stared at the black screen with a darkened expression. He silently scoffed.

to do your dirty work. You truly are a charismatic leader!" "It's not my charisma. It's the allure of this new drug." He looked at the cloudy weather outside the window, a complex expression on his face. "He's not

was Victor's head

and slowly answered, "What's the matter?" "Mr. Jameson, Mr. Victor wants you to meet him at the company this afternoon." "Does it have to be today?"

Mr. Victor's order." The

to push you around! That's rude!"

dark glint flickering in his eyes. "Looks like my father has a special present prepared for me." Nathan was in trouble, so Marc, the leader of The Ivory Gang, spared no expense and hired the best attorney in the country to defend his godson, even though

efforts, the media boldly reported the news, vilifying Nathan and painting

The Ivory Gang significantly. Marc had spent years focusing on running legitimate businesses, and now all his

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