"Simon, you can trust us to handle things. We guarantee we won''t disturb Ms.


    Jones'' life," one of the subordinates said while smoking, a gossipy look on his face. "But Simon, who is this Ms. Jones? The young master seems quite taken with her. She''s not his mistress, is she?"


    "What nonsense are you spouting? Is Mr. Thompson that kind of person?" Simon lifted his leg and gave the man a hard kick in the rear.


    The man let out an exaggerated yelp and didn''t dare to say another word.


    Afterpleting his task, Simon drove back to the airport. As he drove, the image of Bet and Yvonne together inexplicably came to mind.


    Sometimes, it takes a man to understand another man. Simon btedly realized


    that the way Bet looked at Yvonne was not entirely innocent.


    The thought startled Simon, and he didn''t dare to dwell on it.


    ...


    Queena was gone, vanished without a trace.


    Oscar practically turned Istra upside down but still couldn''t find her. But beyond Istra, the world was vast. Finding one person was like finding a needle in a haystack.


    Oscar, furious, trashed the entire room, leaving it in aplete mess.


    "Useless! A bunch of useless fools! You can''t even keep an eye on one woman."


    The assistant kept his head down, barely daring to breathe, but forced himself to speak. "Ms. Spencer''s escape was too smooth. Someone must have helped her."


    "Have you found out who it was?" Oscar asked. No matter who it was, he wouldn''t let anyone who dared to interfere with his ns get away.


    "Not yet," the assistant replied.


    "Useless!" Oscar roared.


    He knew that before George went to prison, he had given Queena some incriminating materials about the Rogers family. While they weren''t enough to topple the Rogers Group, they could cause a lot of trouble if they got out.


    "Continue tracking Queena''s whereabouts and find the person who helped her. Once you do, take care of them Cleanly Oscar''s eyes were filled with a chilling coldness as he made a throat-slitting gesture.


    The assistant understood, nodded, and respectfully excused himself.


    With Queena missing, Dave didn''t quiet down.


    Unable to find his daughter Queena, Dave naturally went to Oscar to demand her return.


    He continued his livestream, crying and ying the victim, iming that Oscar must have hidden his daughter and demanding her immediate release.


    Oscar''s patience ran out, and he ordered his men to get rid of Dave as quickly as possible to prevent further trouble.


    Dave was a degenerate gambler, indulging in every vice imaginable.


    The Rogers family easily set him up. Dave lost millions at an underground casino and was relentlessly pursued by Joan sharks. One day, while


    by Joan shots he identally fell


    leeing his


    from an unfinished building and died.


    IMS


    Dave was a wicked man who hadmitted many evil deeds, including nearly raping the helpless young girl that was the original Yvonne. He deserved his fate.


    But Dave had recently be an inte celebrity, and his death caused a huge uproar online.


    Netizens suspected that the Rogers family was involved in his death, that it was a murder to silence him.


    Because the incident became so big, the police had to intervene and investigate. But the Rogers family was careful not to leave any loose ends. The police found nothing, and Dave''s death was ultimately ruled an ident.


    But the public didn''t ept this conclusion. The inte was abuzz with calls to get justice for the "poor old father" Dave and to boycott the Rogers Group.


    Oscar was swamped, desperately trying to suppress the negative public opinion online.