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Chapter 183 The other party smirked. "The money will be transferred to you tonight. You know what to do with the report." "Don't worry. I understand how things work when money is involved." "Pleasure working with you," the other party replied.
The day before Nyla's discharge, Pete finally replied to her message.
Nyla planned to meet him after leaving the hospital, but this tthey arranged to meet at a café rather than a bar.
When Nyla saw Pete, she was taken aback. Although it had only been a short whille, Pete was visibly injured-his left hand was in a cast, and he had a crutch beside him.
"Mr. Monaghan... How did you get hurt? Was it related to the investigation?" she asked.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtPete handed her a USB drive and said in a low voice, “Ms. Jayston, this is all I could find. I can't Investigate further. It's too dangerous." Noticing Pete's reluctance to discuss his injuries, Nyla decided not to press the issue. She accepted the USB drive with a nod.
"Understood. I'll transfer your payment shortly. Thank you for your hard work during this time. I'm sorry about your injuries," Nyla said.
Pete said nothing more. He stood up and added, “Ms. Jayston, I'll be leaving now." Shortly after he departed, he received a notification of a payment. Checking his phone, he saw that Nyla had sent him triple the amount.
After a moment of hesitation, he sent her a message.
Pete. Ms. Jayston, this matter is more complicated than you think. I advise you to stop investigating. Cherish your peaceful life.] Seeing Pete's message, Nyla pursed her lips.
This issue involved Cyrus, and the Sumner family's influence was deeply rooted in the city. Targeting Cyrus would inevitably impact the entire Sumner family. Once the Sumners noticed, they would not let her off easily. She had no means to counter their power.
Nyla's grip on the USB drive tightened, her knuckles turning white, but her eyes showed no trace of hesitation. The accident had not only bankrupted Harris Pharmaceuticals but had also claimed the lives of over 20 workers, devastating their families. Meanwhile, the culprits had escaped justice, living lives of luxury.
Why should this be allowed? Even if she failed, she had to try with all her might. She could no longer live in ignorance.
1/2 +25 BONUS Chapter 183 Nyla sent a message.
Nyla: [Mr. Monaghan, thank you, but this is the only path I have.] After sending the message, she paid and went home.
At the villa, Nyla copied the files from the USB drive to her computer. After reviewing the contents, she decided to focus on Clement.
Among the evidence Pete had collected were numerous criminal records linked to Clement, who had connections with Cyrus. It appeared Clement had been working behind the scenes for Cyrus all these years.
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After sconsideration, Nyla decided to meet with Lucia. The latter had been the first to suggest that the N Harris Pharmaceuticals accident was no accident, so she might have more information. Nyla created an encrypted document to store the files and hid the USB drive in the bottom drawer of her vanity, feeling a bit more secure.
A series of knocks cat the door, followed by a maid's voice. "Mrs. Sumner, dinner is ready."
Nyla hummed in response and went downstairs. She saw Clark sitting in the dining room with a computer in front of him, engaged in a video call with a subordinate. Upon seeing Nyla, Clark said, "The meeting will end here. We'll continue at eight tonight."
After ending the call, he set the computer aside and looked at Nyla. "I had Michael pick you up today, but he mentioned you were discharged early." Nyla hummed and sat down opposite him.
Soon, a maid brought a bowl of soup and placed it in front of her. "Mrs. Sumner, this was specially made by the kitchen on Mr. Sumner's orders." "Got it," Nyla replied.
Noticing her cold demeanor, Clark frowned. "Did you get upset because I didn't pick you up from the hospital?"