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.

high roller like Victor wouldn't leave himself without an

dissatisfied, Silas snatched books from the shelf, flipping through them

meticulously examined each book on the entire shelf, sweat beading on his forehead, but his

He wouldn't be deterred.

Taylor." "Nothing here too!" "Same

must have cleaned up this office

scowled, frustration tightening

he reached for another

copy of "That's Capital"

glance,

camera was discreetly embedded in the spine, perfectly positioned to capture

camera

Silas' heart pounded.

tucked the book under his arm and marched toward a

Jameson put you fully

corporation's businesses like the back

cooperate with our investigation." Over the next few days, Solana City was

atmosphere at Heightsnew Villa

sure that she did not live there

put her skills from her time working as a nurse at a department of gynecology and

ensure that she got all the nutrients