And just like that, Quennel sent the message.


    The moment Sandra saw it, she immediately called him.


    "Are you insane? Why would I contact him now? Have I lost my mind? I sent this to you so you could see how he managed to do so well in business after taking over. With this information, you can surpass him! I even heard he''s been fired from thepany. You can use this to kick him while he''s down and get ahead. Isn''t that a better idea?"


    Sandra scolded him as if he were a hopeless case.


    "Ms. Woods, if you want to make money, I have a better idea," Hannah said coolly into the phone.


    "Send this information to him and make him pay for it. If he refuses, tell him you''ll leak it online and cause huge problems for the Rosenberg family. He''ll definitely pay up. You can name your price, and he''ll have to meet it."


    Hearing Hannah''s voice on the other end, Sandra froze for a few seconds before abruptly hanging up.


    What is wrong with Quennel? Why is he with Hannah, and why would he take my call in front of her? she wondered.


    Sandra stared at her phone, still in shock, wondering if she had just imagined it. This was crazy,pletely crazy!


    "Looks like she''s not going to sell the information to Lionel now," Hannah remarked. "She really missed a golden opportunity to make some money."


    Quennel knew Hannah could be mischievous, but he hadn''t expected her to be this ruthless, speaking up and scaring the woman off like that.


    "Well, too bad for her. But as his older brother, you can still help him out. Send him a screenshot. Tell him importantpany secrets have been stolen and that Sandra is nning to sell them. Gettionel to contact Sandra himself. Better yet, tell him to get his ass to Roxa, bring her back, and before he goes, he''d better sign the divorce papers and finalize it with me at the


    courthouse!"


    Quennel nodded.


    "That makes perfect sense. I''ll contact him in a bit and see what he ns to do."


    After dinner, they went their separate ways. Once in his car, Quennel picked up his phone and saw a flood of messages from Sandra.


    They were all just variations of the same questions: Why was he with Hannah? Why did he answer her call


    ?


    in front of her? Was he trying to set herope it was one usation after another.


    Quennel didn''t reply. Instead, he screenshotted what she had sent him earlier and


    forwarded it to Lionel with a message.


    [Your assistant seems to have taken


    a lot of confidentialpany files before he left. You know the consequences if this information gets out. Now Sandra''s trying to sell it to me now, and she might have already sold it to others. You need to frandle this. I''m not cleaning up your mess.]


    When Lionel saw the message, his head started throbbing. The problem was so overwhelming he didn''t know where to begin.


    Sandra had truly lost her mind. If he didn''t stop her, she might actually sell the information to someone else. After all, she had already proven how shameless she could be.


    Lionel tried to call Sandra to ask where she was so he could go find her, but he discovered he''d been blocked.


    Hearing the notification, Lionel let out a bitterugh. In less than a month, he had been blocked by the two women he loved most. The irony was almostical.


    Since that was the case, he had no choice but to use other means to find her location.