Mason lowered his head to drink his milk, a hint of a smile shing. “Hmm.”


    Esther was familiar with Le. The whole incident with Mason sponsoring Le had caused quite a stir in The Ramirez Family, and everyone knew about it. The old Mr. Ramirez had thoroughly investigated Le’s background, and there were photos of her. Esther had seen her a couple of times.


    At first, they thought Mason, being young, wanted to keep her as his mistress, butter, it seemed he had no such intentions.


    After finishing his ss of milk, Mason headed towards the door.


    It was midsummer, and the weather is scorching hot in the early morning.


    As Mason opened the front passenger door, Le nced at him, a hint of surprise in her eyes.


    “A seat reserved for boyfriend?”This belongs ? N?velDra/ma.Org.


    Le smiled. “No, I thought Mr. Ramirez would sit in the back.” After all, bosses usually chose to sit in the back of the car.


    As Mason got into the car, he tossed his suit jacket onto the back seat and adjusted the seat space before fastening his seatbelt. Just as he was about to buckle up, his phone, tucked in his pocket, rang.


    Upon seeing the message on the screen, Mason turned to Le. “Do you know where Hunter lives? The person who threatened you has been identified. It’s Hunter.”


    Mason saw her silence and sneered, “Are you still thinking about him?”


    “No… Mr. Ramirez, are you sure this investigation result is urate?”


    Mason’s expression turned stern. “Do you think I would keep ipetents around me?”


    “Thank you for helping me.”


    Mason’s expression softened slightly as he asked in a low voice, “What are you going to do next?”


    “I haven’t decided yet.”


    “I can help you.”


    “You’ve already helped me a lot.” Le’s refusal was firm, leaving no room for negotiation.


    “Okay.” Mason’s tone turned cold.


    Following their previously agreed n, they went to Nova Group to retrieve the contract and then to The Ramirez Group to sign it.


    As the car arrived at The Ramirez Group, Le followed behind Mason. She couldn’t see his expression as she followed him, but judging from the cautious attitude of his subordinates, his mood wasn’t great.


    The two of them walked into the CEO’s office, one after the other.


    After signing the contract, Mason pushed it toward Le. “Why did you choose toe to this city in the first ce? Was it because of Hunter?”


    Le picked up the contract to check if Mason had missed signing any parts. While looking at the contract, she replied, “No.”


    Mason asked, “Then why?”


    As Le checked the contract for any errors, she nced up at Mason and replied, “For money. Nova Group offered a high price.”


    Mason chuckled lightly. “Just for that?”


    Le finished checking the contract and met Mason’s gaze. “Mr. Ramirez, I believe in love, but I’m not someone driven by romantic feelings.”


    “If The Ramirez Group offered you a higher price than Nova Group, would youe?”


    Le replied earnestly, “If what you said is true, I would consider it carefully.”


    Le was sincere, and her sincerity tugged at Mason’s heartstrings. He looked at her, feeling strangely ufortable. In a low voice, he asked, “What’s your current annual sry?”


    Le answered, “Six hundred thousand.”


    Mason remained impassive. “I’ll offer you one million two hundred thousand. Finish up your work and report to The Ramirez Group.”


    Le had always known that The Ramirez Group offered top-tier sries in the industry. However, she also knew that Mason’s offer didn’t match her actual value. “Mr. Ramirez, I’m not worth that price at the moment.”


    “Is there anyone whoins about earning too much?”


    “No oneins about earning too much, butpensation should be proportional to effort andbor. If ability and sry don’t match, money bes a death knell.”


    Mason wasn’t sure where Le got all these theories from. It seemed like she had her own set of principles since he first met her.


    As the two locked eyes, Mason was about to respond when Le’s phone suddenly rang.


    “Sorry, Mr. Ramirez, I need to take this call.”


    Mason nodded, indicating it was fine.


    Le thought it might be something urgent from thepany, but when she checked her phone, it was Shirley.


    “Hey, Shirley.”


    As Le spoke, Shirley’s voice sounded pitiful on the other end of the line. “Le, do you have time right now? Can youe to the police station? I’ve been arrested.”


    Le couldn’t fathom why Shirley would be arrested and didn’t want to ask in front of Mason. She simply replied, “Okay,” and quickly ended the call.


    After hanging up, Le put her phone away and looked at Mason. “Mr. Ramirez, do you have any other matters to attend to? Something hase up, and I need to deal with it.”


    Mason had heard every word of Le’s conversation just now, though he didn’t know what the person on the other end of the line had said. However, he knew who Shirley was.


    “Go ahead.”


    “Okay. Goodbye, Mr. Ramirez.”


    “Le, are you really not considering joining The Ramirez Group?”


    Le replied with a serious expression, “I am considering it, provided that the sry you offer matches my abilities, and also…”


    She hesitated, and Mason finished her sentence, “… and that I don’t harass you.”


    The term “harass” was well chosen, but Le didn’t dare to respond.


    Seeing her silence, he suddenly smiled, “Go ahead and attend to your business.”


    “Goodbye.” With that, Le didn’t dare linger and turned to leave.


    An hourter, the car arrived at the police station.


    Shirley was sitting in the lobby, on the verge of tears when she saw Le.


    Le quickly approached her, bending down to ask, “What’s going on?”


    Shirley looked up, tears welling in her eyes. “I tracked the wrong person.”


    “What??” Le eximed.


    “My colleague told me it was Aiden, but I thought it was his brother Caleb.”


    Le furrowed her brow. “Then why are you at the police station? What did you do?”


    Facing Le’s questioning, Shirley cried, “I sshed paint on his car.”


    “What car?” Le asked.


    Shirley replied, “Purosangue.”


    Le sighed inwardly. A Ferrari model, worth over five million…


    Just then, a teasing voice came from not far away, “I just picked up this car yesterday, and all the paperwork is in order. Since she’s a young girl, I’ll give her a discount. Four million, and the car is hers.”


    Le turned to see the man’s back, unable to see his face.


    The police officer sitting across from Caleb looked uneasy. “Mr. Mitchell, four million, she’s just a fashion magazine editor…”


    Caleb teased, “Officer, are you trying to make me take the loss?”


    “Well, I just mean, is there any other way, like repairing…”


    Suddenly, a shadow fell beside Caleb.


    Turning his head, Caleb saw Le and called out in surprise. “What are you doing here?”


    Le didn’t recognize Caleb at all, her expression puzzled. “Do you know me?”


    Seeing Le’s puzzled expression, Caleb pinched his thigh hard. He had let slip…


    Under Le’s gaze, Caleb pretended to be calm. “You don’t know me? Hawke, does that ring a bell?”


    Le’s expression changed from confusion to pleasant surprise. “Is it you?”


    Hawke. The alias used by the person who had sponsored Le in the past.


    Only she knew this name, not even her mom.


    So when Caleb mentioned these two words, she believed without a doubt.


    Caleb was just testing, but he didn’t expect Le to believe him.