Charlotte returned to the office and immediately received a message from Reynald.


    Around 4:30 in the afternoon, Charlotte arrived at the Sleep Clinical Research Institute where Reynald was located.


    Upon arrival, she was surprised to find that the project proposal Caroline had given herst time was from this research institute.


    Reynald got up to greet her, teasing, “Charlotte, I thought you got lost. Although this research institute isn’t very big, it’s easy to get lost.”


    She walked to the front of the sofa and sat down, looking around, “Is this your research institute<b>?</b>”


    Reynald poured the tea, ‘No, I just have a stake in this, what’s wrong?”


    Charlotte shook her head <b>and </b>asked directly, “Did you really get the testimonies of those people?


    “Of course,” Reynald took out a piece of paper from his pocket <b>and </b>ced it on the table. Take a look” Charlotte opened the note.


    A Hamilton word jumped in front of her eyes.


    She shook her head slightly,


    Hamilton


    Jaxson, right?


    That night she had probed Jaxson, but there was no sign of anything unusual on his face. Could he really disguise himself to this extent?


    Reynald, is this… really the one they identified?”


    Reynald sighed, “I asked a few times, they all said yes, and also said it was a background they couldn’t afford to offend.” He picked up the teacup, sipped. slowly, think besides the Hamilton family, who else could it be?”


    Charlotte clenched the note in her hand, almost crushing it in her palm.


    <b>She </b>took a deep breath for a moment, Thank you, Reynald, Ill treat you to a meal another day.”


    Reynald raised his eyebrows and smiled, This is what you <b>said</b>, don’t me me for making you broketer.”


    She smiled and said, “No, I won’t.


    When Reynald escorted her downstairs, several people were slowly approaching them.


    The leading man was dressed in a tailored navy suit, appearing very poised with a noble demeanor and a ssical charm