?<strong>Chapter 1110:</strong>


    As they stepped outside, Calvin appeared, rushing back, fresh from apetition. Though he had another event this morning, he made time to see them off. While thepetition mattered to him, his family undeniably came first.


    Watching their car disappear into the distance, Calvin sighed deeply.


    “I don’t understand why they trust Lacey. But I guess there’s no other choice right now.”


    Sophie, standing nearby, caught his words and frowned. She thought back to that day, hearing her mother cry through the door. Her chest tightened at the memory.


    “Our mom and dad have always been so stressed about Elma’s illness. If Elma can be cured this time, maybe things will finally be better for our family.”


    Calvin’s expression hardened as he turned to her.


    “Sophie, why are you calling Jake Dad all of a sudden? Just because Elma does? Have you forgotten how he almost failed to save you back then?”


    Sophie frowned, nudging him with frustration.


    “Enough, Calvin. He might have made mistakes, but don’t you want our family to be whole again? Besides, our mom’s happy with him.”


    Calvin couldn’t find a retort. After a pause, he sighed.


    “Fine. I have things to do. I’ll see youter.”


    After leaving the Reeves family’s house, Calvin went to thepetition before returning to the Nixon Group. Because of thepetition, he had postponed many things, including the investigation into Lacey.


    Recently, Lacey had been acting without raising any suspicion.


    However, Calvin came across a new recording of Lacey’s recent call log, expanding into nearly half an hour. His instincts screamed that it was significant. He immediately yed the recording, but the encryption blocked him.


    This level of security suggested that the phone used to call Lacey had special encryption software. Normally, encryption software like that was only used by high-profile individuals, such as CEOs like Jake, who were particrly concerned about their privacy and security. It indicated that the caller was someone of considerable influence.


    Calvin began working on decrypting the recording, his mind racing with possibilities. He even suspected Jake might be the one who called Lacey, given the level of sophistication of the encryption. It was probably developed by some of the best programmers in the industry. While Calvin had an interest in this field, he never considered himself an expert. As a result, it posed a challenge.


    Yet, the more challenging it became, the more intrigued Calvin grew. His intuition urged him that there was something important he had to uncover and that once he sessfully decrypted it, he might finally expose Lacey’s true nature.


    Midway through his efforts, a strange familiarity struck Calvin. He was astonished. He recognized parts of the encryption, but the details eluded him, as he couldn’t recall where he had encountered them.


    After an afternoon spent decrypting, Calvin felt the weight of exhaustion settling in. He took a quick sip of water, trying to shake off the fatigue before diving back into the task.


    Once something piqued his interest, Calvin tended to lose track of everything else, his focus narrowing entirely on the task at hand.


    Suddenly, his phone vibrated.


    Calvin intended to ignore the call until he saw the caller ID. It disyed Kallie’s name.


    “Mom, what’s up?” Calvin’s voice sounded weary as he answered.


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