With a nod of her head, his secretary put down the lunchbox and left, closing the door behind her.

Sitting down, Oscar opened the lunchbox and saw that it was filled with his favorite food. When he was about to take a bite, his phone rang.

After picking up the call, a man was heard saying, “Mr. Clinton, I’ve found out who the sender is. The parcel was sent by a middle-aged man in his forties. I found this man, and he told me that a young woman paid him to send the parcel. He doesn’t know that woman, but I drew a portrait based on his descriptions and looked into it. I found out that she’s the daughter of the Larsons. Her details have been emailed to you.”

“Alright. I’ll get someone to transfer the payment to you in a while,” replied Oscar.

“Mr. Clinton, it’s nice to work with you as you’re generous with the pay. Remember to find me whenever you need.”

“Sure. I’m hanging up.”

“Bye.”

After the phone call, Oscar no longer had the appetite to eat. Returning to his office, he turned on his computer and logged into his email. As he looked through the information that was sent to him, the look in his eyes changed. “Jennifer Larson?” he muttered to himself.

He had never met Jennifer, nor did he hear of Larson Group. Larson Group did not have much presence in the domestic market as their main business was abroad, where they were one of the biggest family-owned businesses.

However, Larson Group had never had any conflict of interest with Clinton Corporations, so Oscar did not understand why Jennifer would hire someone to take photos of Amelia. He began to wonder if it was purely a prank or a move targeting Clinton Corporations.

Taking out his phone, he called Sam and said, “Sam, get me the phone number of Jennifer Larson.”

“Mr. Clinton, have you fallen for this beautiful girl? I have to admit that she’s gorgeous, but you have a wife already, so you shouldn’t be such a playboy.”

“Cut the nonsense, Sam. Just tell me if you can do that. If you can’t, I’ll get someone else to do it. I don’t like talking to a piece of trash.”

“Alright, alright. You want her phone number, right? Gimme ten minutes. I can surely get it for you, but you have to pay me more, or else I won’t do it. After all, I run the risk of being discovered by Amelia. If she found out, don’t tell her that I give you the number.”

“Has anyone ever told you that you’re noisy, Sam?” After that, Oscar directly hung up the phone.

After about ten minutes, his phone vibrated. Taking a look at the phone, he saw the phone number sent by Sam, followed by a message that read: Mr. Clinton, big news. Amelia and this woman work in the same company. You need to be careful while screwing around. Don’t let Amelia catch you red-handed.

The look in Oscar’s eyes changed as he muttered, “The same company?”

Smirking, he added, “It seems that I really need to meet this Jennifer Larson.”

He called the number he had just obtained. When the call was answered, he asked, “May I speak to Ms. Jennifer Larson?”

Finding it strange, Jennifer took a look at the unknown number before replying, “Speaking. May I know who this is?”

“You actually have no idea who I am after having sent the photos to me?”

Jennifer’s heart was instantly in her mouth as she did not expect that Oscar Clinton would be able to find her in such a short time.

I don’t know you, Sir, and I don’t know what photos you’re talking about. If there is nothing else, I’ll

Larson, I’ll get straight to the point. I don’t like people who play games with me. Are you free tonight? I’d like to meet with you to talk about why you wanted to take photos of my wife. Although we the Clintons aren’t the richest in the world, we still have the ability to make a company go bankrupt. The main business of you Larsons is abroad, so you’re basically like a dead

stopped playing dumb and replied, “Oh, it’s Mr. Clinton. Shouldn’t you thank me after I got someone to take

I can bully my woman. No

and your wife isn’t

that you can come, Ms. Larson. Otherwise, I don’t mind making it hard for the Larsons to

beat a local powerful family as the root of their business was not

I have to go. I’ll arrive on time at six. Hopefully, you won’t stand me up,

don’t like to

be there on time. Men should act like

by hanging

he left the office and said to one of the secretaries, “Linda, go to unit 601 of block B in the Pinnacle Garden later, and go for a prenatal checkup with Ms. Yard. Tell her that I can’t go with her because I’m still in a meeting. Report

“Boss, may I know who this Ms. Yard

You’ll know what you should know. As for those you

apologized, “I’m

Oscar nodded.

there to take her to the hospital at three o’clock. Just tell her I can’t

promise to complete the task

reception room, where the delegation was already seated. Taking his seat, he declared,

sides soon entered into negotiations. After several hours of talks, they

“Mr. Clinton, we’re pleased to work with you and Clinton Corporations. I’m very much looking forward

also looking forward to working together with your company, which is the best in the industry in this city,” replied

while before the people from Jardin Technologies left the reception room. After getting his staff to send them downstairs, he headed to his office and

I haven’t finished our work, so I won’t be

as she asked, “Oscar, why didn’t you tell me that

did you find out, Mom?” asked Oscar after a

would you

Mom. I didn’t mean to hide it from you. I just didn’t want you

you can’t leave her alone in the hospital,” Olivia said in an accusing tone. “It’s quite lonely for her to

a dinner appointment with a client. I’ll go

temper. “Oscar Clinton, if you still want to be my son, come over immediately. Otherwise, don’t

appointment with someone, and I can’t cancel it. You can take care of Amelia first. I’ll go over at night. Besides, I

Olivia fell silent.

really made an appointment

as she said earnestly, “Alright. Come over after you’re done. Amelia is feeling quite down. It’s not good for the development of the fetus

over

hanging up the phone, Oscar furrowed

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