Can’t Win Me Back

Unexpectedly, Jameson's office wasn't locked.
The team from the Investigative Bureau entered with ease.
Silas stood in the middle and scanned the room with a cold, appraising gaze.
His chest tightened with a sense of dread.
The open office meant Jameson had likely destroyed any incriminating documents, making it a hollow shell.
"Mr. Schmidt cleared this place out a long time ago, sir. Are we...
Are you still going to search it, Mr. Taylor?" Scott stammered from behind Silas, already slick with sweat.
Silas' eyes blazed with determination.
"Proceed with the search, team!" he boomed in a powerful voice.
His team descended upon the office, taking it apart meticulously.
Years of experience dealing with bizarre cases, especially corruption, had instilled a relentless tenacity in Silas.
Hiding a trail of dirty money was no different from hiding drugs; there were always creative methods.
Silas wouldn't be surprised if this seemingly ordinary office harbored hidden compartments or even secret tunnels.
After all, a high roller like Victor wouldn't leave himself without an escape route, a double layer of security.
Utterly dissatisfied, Silas snatched books from the shelf, flipping through them rapidly, searching for anything hidden between the pages.
He meticulously examined each book on the entire shelf, sweat beading on his forehead, but his persistence remained unwavering.
He wouldn't be deterred.
"There's nothing, Mr. Taylor." "Nothing here too!" "Same here!" His subordinates were very frustrated.
"They must have cleaned up this office beforehand.
We're one step behind." Silas scowled, frustration tightening his chest with each labored breath.
Just as he reached for another book, his hand stilled.
A black hardcover copy of "That's Capital" caught his eye.
At first glance, it appeared unremarkable.
But upon closer inspection, a tiny pinhole camera was discreetly embedded in
the spine, perfectly positioned to capture the entire office.
The battery-powered camera had long since died.
Silas' heart pounded.
He tucked the book under his arm and marched toward a stunned Scott.
"Mr. Baird, Jameson put you fully in charge of managing Schmidt Group.
So, I'm sure that you know the corporation's businesses like the back of your hand.
Come with us and cooperate with our investigation." Over the next few days, Solana City was in a state of volatility.
Yet, the atmosphere at Heightsnew Villa was full of warmth.
When Briar sought cover at home, she made sure that she did not live there as a freeloader.
She put her skills from her time working as a nurse at a department of gynecology and obstetrics to good use.
She helped Lyla prepare nutritious meals for Tatiana to ensure that she got all the nutrients a pregnant woman needed.
Indeed, it made a difference to be cared for by a professional.
Lyla didn't have to worry as much.
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Each day, she wondered how she could keep Briar with the Taylors.
Perhaps she could offer her a high salary as Tatiana's personal pregnancy nutritionist.
Tatiana was less than three months along, so her bump was not quite showing
yet.
Even so, Tatiana had grown alittle plumper from the care she was receiving.
She was more beautiful than when she was skinny, and she even looked a little
more mature.
In the room, Alyssa and Tatiana were talking chummily.
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Her brothers doted on her, and she gave all her love to Tatiana, her only younger
sister.
"Oh dear...
Why did I gain so much weight? I feel like a pig," Tatiana grumbled.