Can’t Win Me Back

Unexpectedly, Jameson's office wasn't locked.

The team from the Investigative Bureau entered with ease.

Silas stood in the middle and scanned the room with a cold, appraising gaze.

His chest tightened with a sense of dread.

The open office meant Jameson had likely destroyed any incriminating documents, making it a hollow shell.

"Mr. Schmidt cleared this place out a long time ago, sir. Are we...

Are you still going to search it, Mr. Taylor?" Scott stammered from behind Silas, already slick with sweat.

Silas' eyes blazed with determination.

"Proceed with the search, team!" he boomed in a powerful voice.

His team descended upon the office, taking it apart meticulously.

Years of experience dealing with bizarre cases, especially corruption, had instilled a relentless tenacity in Silas.

Hiding a trail of dirty money was no different from hiding drugs; there were always creative methods.

Silas wouldn't be surprised if this seemingly ordinary office harbored hidden compartments or even secret tunnels.

Victor wouldn't leave himself without an escape route, a double layer

from the shelf, flipping through them rapidly, searching for anything hidden

book on the entire shelf, sweat beading on his forehead, but his

He wouldn't be deterred.

Mr. Taylor." "Nothing here too!" "Same here!" His subordinates were very

cleaned up this

one step behind." Silas scowled, frustration tightening his chest

for

of "That's Capital"

glance, it appeared

a tiny pinhole camera was discreetly embedded in

camera

Silas' heart pounded.

book under his arm and

Baird, Jameson put you fully in charge of managing Schmidt

corporation's businesses like the

and cooperate with our investigation." Over the next few

atmosphere at Heightsnew Villa

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