Chapter 679

A scarf had led to an all–night manhunt, but the thief might as well have vanished into thin air. Despite turning every private lounge Inside out, there was no trace to be found. Moreover, there was a concurrent cyber attack on the surrounding security systems. This job was so slick it had to be the work of someone on the international most–wanted list.

The staff couldn’t fathom what was so special about Mr. Dorsey’s scarf that warranted such a massive uproar from the thieves. Could it possibly bear the secrets of Dorsey International’s business strategies?

Everyone was baffled and on edge.

Max had been sitting on that couch all night, his eyes now half–closed, his thoughts a mystery to all. The rest of the room remained silent, not daring to speak.

“Go on. Get out,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper, likely having given up on the scarf.

Those present felt a wave of relief wash over them as they shuffled out of the lounge, their bodies heavy with exhaustion.

and rubbed

was irritated and yanked at the tie around his neck,

“No.”

right? Why all this fuss? You must’ve lost at least a hundred million just shooing away the guests last night. What

was jesting, of course, knowing full well that no trade secrets would be woven into a scarf. But he was just as curious about what made this particular

disappear

froze, then dug a finger into his ear.

Tequila Sunset scour the place all night all came down to a scarf that was hand–knitted by

it just an ordinary scarf?

wanted to curse out loud but didn’t know where to direct his anger, so he managed

to be one foolish move after another, and love was a

Utterly pointless.

outburst, Jaired kicked a table, regretting the wasted night in the lounge. Kenzo was right to have left early. He was likely enjoying a good night’s sleep

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