Chapter 368 Signals and Suspicions
<b>Leslie’s </b>POV
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On the way back to Rogue PackPack my phone vibrated. Kirby’s name shed on the screen.
I almost hung up. <i>Is </i><i>he </i><i>feeling </i><i>guilty</i><i>? </i>Asphodel snorted in my mind.
I hesitated, then answered. My voice was cool. “Kirby, what is it?”
His voice came through bright and easy, with an unmistakable good mood. “I just found out what n did–outrageous! As a board member of Apex, I knew nothing. I’ve warned him severely. Don’t worry, the project won’t be dyed.”
I was silent for several seconds, then let out a derisiveugh. “So you think I’m an idiot?”
n had the nerve to unterally give people leave and dy R&D?
Would he dare if he had no backing?
My resin pheromone spread faintly in the car,ced with a trace of anger.
<i>See</i><i>? </i><i>I </i>was <i>right </i><i>again</i><i>, </i>Asphodel purred smugly in my head.
There was a pause on Kirby’s end, then an edge of surprise in his voice. “What do you mean? Are you implying n acted on my orders? How could I mix business with private affairs?”
His tone was strained; I could almost picture his forcedposure.
The more nervous he sounded, the more ridiculous he appeared to me.
Still trying to fool me? Thinking if he denied it I wouldn’t uncover the truth?
Finally Iughed coldly. “Kirby, you’ve really lowered my expectations of you.”
Then I hung up.
Good. <i>Let </i><i>him </i><i>panic </i>on <i>his </i><i>own</i>, Asphodel snorted.
The elevator took me straight to the top floor. I walked into the office, my resin pheromone gone as clean as ever, my face back to its habitual cool indifference.
Liam came in to report. I buried my head in the files, signed paperwork, then looked up. “Push the legal department to finalize the ownership agreement with Apex as soon as possible. Whatever demands they make, do not concede.”
<b>19:03 </b><b>Mon</b>, <b>Sep </b><b>22 </b>
Chapter 368 Signals and Suspicions
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Liam blinked, surprised at my decisiveness; there was no room for negotiation now. “Yes.”
He left to carry out my orders.
Apex was clearly in the wrong this time–who would dare refuse my terms?
They wouldn’t have the nerve.
Thinking of the new contract being signed, I could already see more gains for Rogue PackPack.
Kirby’s scheme was malicious, but unintentionally it worked to our advantage.
A few dayster Michael called with a hint of gossip in his voice. “Carl quit the show. Apparently he was beaten up–he’s been riding hightely, I grabbed a bunch of resources for him; surely I made enemies. The beating was brutal–bones broken all over.”
I drew a cold breath; my resin pheromone leaked out, cool as a de.
Bones broken all over? Even with a wolf’s healing, that’d take a long time to recover from.
<i>Serves </i><i>him </i><i>right </i><i>for </i><i>always </i><i>looking like </i><i>he </i><i>deserved </i><i>a </i><i>beating</i><i>, </i>Asphodel snorted.
“Do
you
know who did it?” I asked, voice steady to mask my doubts.
Michael chuckled with relish. “No investigation. If it turned out to be one of our own, that’d be awkward. Anyway, Carl’s keeping his mouth shut–doesn’t even dare call the police. Maybe we should let him lie there for a while?”
I hesitated for a moment, then said lightly, “Do whatever. Useful if usable; if not, let him go.”
Carl was just a tool–when his value was drained, there was no point keeping him.
After hanging up, a shadow of doubt still lingered.
My first thought was Kirby did it.
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<b>19:04 </b><b>Mon</b><b>, </b><b>Sep </b><b>22 </b>
Burn in the Alpha Princess’s Wrath