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“Sure thing, miss.”

Lionel returned to the CEO’s office door just as Elliot called him in. He pushed the door open and found Elliot sitting at the desk, wiping his face with wet tissue in front of a small mirror.

The leather gloves he wore to work in the morning were already in the trash bin.

“Mr. Jenkins, what’s the matter?”

Elliot had wiped off most of the lipstick marks from his face.

“Where were you just now?”

Lionel reported dutifully, “Ms. Sheena was looking for me. She suspected you were sick and wanted

me to confirm.”

“You told her everything?”

“Of course not! I wouldn’t dare to. I didn’t say anything!”

Elliot’s dark expression eased a little.

Lionel, not entirely understanding, cautiously advised, “But you know how Ms. Sheena is. Once she

starts suspecting something, she won’t stop until she finds out the truth. Are you really not going to

tell her?”

“Telling her would only make her suffer.” Elliot lowered his gaze, looking melancholic. “I’ll think about this matter again. Regarding the alteration of the S404 virus files, go confirm it again.”

Lionel sighed, choosing not to push further. “Yes.”

Sheena had just returned to Angle Group at noon when she received a call.

“Miss, Mr. Jenkins has had no records of entering any hospitals in the past few months.. He usually frequents the Jenkins Group, the National Investigation Bureau, and, oh, the war laboratory.”

Sheena thought carefully. “I remember the laboratory has a professor from the medical field. How often does Elliot go there?” RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

“Once every seven days, but recently, it’s been about every five days. The last visit was three days ago, at night.”

Three days ago?

Sheena trowned, recalling that Elliot was supposed to be still at the border at that time.

It seemed odd that he returned to Svelton ahead of schedule and did not come to the Jenkins estate at

night but instead went to the laboratory.

Her intuition told her there was more to this.

“Can you hack into the laboratory’s data network and check Elliot’s information records there?”

The voice on the other end fell silent for a moment. “I’m sorry, but these places are all under the national–level strict technology network. We can’t hack into them, and even if we dare to try, it would be instantly detected.”

“Alright, I understand.”

Sheena hung up the phone, once again lost in thought.

Elliot, being the head of the National Investigation Bureau, held a position similar to Corey’s. If he truly wanted to keep something hidden, even if she asked Corey to investigate, the information might have already been altered.

She found herself at a dead end, relying solely on speculation.

Just as Sheena was hitting a dead end in her investigation, George suddenly called. “Miss, someone called from Svelton High–Security Prison today, saying Mr. Nicholls wants to see you.”

“Nathaniel?”

Sheena was puzzled. Nathaniel had been serving his sentence for the past half year, so why would he suddenly want to meet her?

George continued, “Nathaniel says he has a very important secret, and he guarantees you’d want to hear it. It’s about your ex–husband.”

At the mention of the last few words, Sheena furrowed her brow, her expression growing more serious.

“Got it.”

She quickly ended the call and drove to the high–security prison. She wanted to find out what Nathaniel knew!

Sheena sat in the visiting room, waiting patiently behind the soundproof glass.

Five minutes later, Nathaniel was brought in.

This was the first time Sheena had seen Nathaniel in over half a year.