"You don't have to go yourself. Send an assistant over to handle it. I need you to go to the hotel Luke and I visited yesterday and find a way to obtain the security footage," Sydney said, narrowing her eyes.
Sean hesitated. "I'm not sure if I can get the footage. Whoever's behind this will likely fear you using it to clear your name, so they may have destroyed it before we can get our hands on it."
"I've considered that," Sydney said, rubbing her brow. "But we must try regardless."
Nodding in agreement, Sean said, "I'll go in a moment. Should we tell Mr. Flint about the situation?"
Sydney gave a faint smile. "Given the impact of the matter, he'll find out soon enough, either from his sources or those around him. I suspect he hasn't contacted me yet because he's preoccupied. Rest assured, he'll call once he's aware."
"Okay." Sean patted her chest. "His knowledge of the matter is essential for resolving it."
"Indeed. It concerns him as well, and we'll need his help to uncover the mastermind." Sydney waved her hand and said, "Go ahead. Inform me immediately whether you find the footage or not."
"I will." Sean agreed and went on her mission with the assistant.
Sydney was left alone in the office.
Her anger grew as she stared at her computer screen. In the end, she closed the browser and tried to come up with a solution.
She picked up her phone and called the Squirrel team again.
Her previous call had gone unanswered, the line occupied.
She surmised that many people had been calling them to confirm the truth.
She hoped someone would answer the phone this time.
Her wish was answered. Then the line really got through, and the uncharacteristic voice of a man came over. "Hello?"
"Sydney speaking," she said slowly with a cold face.
On the other end of the phone, the man fell silent. After a while, the sound of his heavy, nervous breathing came over.
Apparently, he panicked upon hearing her name.
Sydney sneered inwardly.
The Squirrel team was indeed problematic.
Otherwise, why were they so afraid of her?
The man regretted answering the phone and itched to slap himself.
Why had he come in at this time? He could have avoided the phone call.
What rotten luck!
He groaned in his heart, took a deep breath, and spoke politely with feigned ignorance. "Sorry, Miss, but we don't know you. If there's nothing else, I'm gonna hang up. Have a good day. Goodbye."
He was about to end the call when Sydney laughed coldly.
"If you dare hang up, believe it or not, I'll ask Julien to shut down your agency and make all of you lose your jobs right now."
Her words were domineering, her tone indifferent and arrogant.
There was no doubt that she meant every word.
At least, the man on the other end of the phone didn't doubt her ability.
His heart sank even further. He was devastated and sobbed over the phone. "I'm sorry, Ms. Raines. I'm just a secretary. I..."
"Enough!" Sydney interrupted him with a frown, "Since you addressed me as Ms. Raines, it's clear you recognize me and know why I'm calling, right?"
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