Early in the morning.
Logan came over and knocked on the door. When Nicole opened her eyes, it was already past 10:00 am.
Nicole instantly sat up and felt a little guilty.
At once, a sense of guilt and shame arose in her heart. 'How could I still sleep so soundly?’ Nicole thought. She hurriedly got dressed and went to open the door, then went to wash up.
Logan got the staff to bring in a table of sumptuous breakfast with some local specialties.
Nicole saw the enticing food, but she had little appetite.
She looked at Logan. "Is there any news about that reporter?"
Logan nodded. "Although we haven't found him yet, w e found his hometown.”
Once Nicole heard that, she felt energized.
"Then what?"
Logan said, "I checked his and his family's bank accounts. There's nothing unusual in the reporter's own account, but a few days ago, his mother's account received three million dollars from an overseas account. The other party transferred the money and canceled the account, so we can’t find the source."
Nicole fell silent. Her face was a little cold.
Sure enough, the reporter was incited by someone.
Then, this was not an accident.
Rather, it was deliberate.
"I asked his mother, who’s an ordinary housewife and has no idea what her son did. She also doesn't know o f this money’s existence. But I've asked someone to keep watch around his house. Once that reporter appears, we'll be the first to know."
Nicole nodded and ate in silence with her head down.
Logan continued, "The internet is still in an uproar. I've contacted the platform to block certain keywords, but I didn’t dare to delete the post as I'm afraid that it'll backfire."
Nicole looked up. "Don't delete it. You did a good job. Before the other party makes a move, don’t waste our efforts on useless things.”
Logan said, "I inquired with Mr. Lewis. He felt that the best way to handle this matter is to let the relevant departments speak for us. After all, the credibility of government departments will be far better than our own explanation."
Nicole sneered. She put down the glass of milk and took a tissue to wipe her hands gently.
"They're also looking at the direction of public opinion. They won't take a side so easily."
"Why don’t we ask Chairman Stanton to contact Old Master Leonard?" Logan suggested.
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