But this time, Cedric hadn’t just crossed the line; he had obliterated it. Once this was fully investigated, a long prison sentence was practically guaranteed. The only reason he’d flee the country with his family was to escape that very fate.
There were only two things that could make a crafty old veteran like him take such a desperate risk: either he was forced into it, or the reward was astronomically large.
Furthermore, based on Josiah’s understanding of Cedric, he didn't believe the man had the ability to liquidate his assets and arrange such a smooth escape on his own. The whole sequence of events felt orchestrated, as if someone was pulling the strings from behind the scenes.
Hackett’s face darkened. He knew what Josiah was saying wasn't entirely baseless. But the problem was, he had no idea who would want to harm the Sloan family.
A brief silence fell over the office. Josiah watched his father’s expression and continued to guide his thoughts. “Dad, do you remember the last shareholders’ meeting? Mr. Sherwood suddenly became our second-largest shareholder, and right after that, the southern district project went south…”
The timing was too coincidental to ignore.
Josiah intentionally left the thought unfinished, giving his father space to think. In truth, Josiah had never trusted Fitch Sherwood and suspected he was connected to this incident. He didn't dare voice his suspicion directly, as they had already argued several times over Fitch. He worried his father still wouldn’t believe him, so this time he tried a more subtle approach.
He never expected that Hackett, having been wrong about Fitch once before, was now completely unwilling to doubt him again. Josiah's attempt to lead him was too obvious, and Hackett saw it only as another attempt to slander Fitch.
At a time like this, instead of trying to find a solution, Josiah was busy casting blame on Fitch.
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