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.

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

dissatisfied, Silas snatched books from the shelf, flipping through them rapidly, searching for anything hidden between

the entire shelf, sweat beading on his forehead,

He wouldn't be deterred.

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

must have cleaned up this office

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

for another book, his hand

copy of "That's

glance, it appeared

tiny pinhole camera was discreetly embedded in

battery- powered camera had long since

Silas' heart pounded.

his arm and marched toward

Jameson put you fully in charge of managing Schmidt

the corporation's

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

atmosphere at Heightsnew Villa was

sought cover at home, she made sure that she did not

her time working as a nurse at a

to ensure that