Too Late, Mr. Billionaire: You can’t afford me now
Chapter 1297
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A’s legs felt weak, yet she managed a strained smile. “I’m not sure what you mean, Mr. Scott. Could you exin?”
“ying dumb, are we?” Eric rose swiftly, his re sharp. “You were the one who directed the cleaner to put those candles in my suite!” The realization hit him. His dizziness and confusion the previous evening, his fragmented memories—they all stemmed from the effect of those candles!
At his loud exmation, A shuddered, her strength leaving her as she crumpled to the floor, pale as death.
Her scheme was uncovered? Already?
“Mr. Scott…” Tears welled up in A’s eyes as she reached out, clutching at Eric’s leg. “I’m to me, but I…”
Her words were cut off by the sudden ringing of Eric’s phone.
Cordell was calling.
With a flick of his leg, Eric dislodged A’s grip and answered the call.
“Mr. Scott.” Cordell’s voice came through clearly. “We’ve finally got some news about Remy’s case.”
“Really?” Eric’s tone was icy, his eyebrow arched in skepticism. “You mean to tell me you’ve finally found something after all this time? Talking about efficiency!”
Despite Eric’s biting words, Cordell remainedposed, offering a respectful smile. “I admit, my progress was slow. But after a detailed investigation, we’ve uncovered something significant…”
“Just tell me. Who is it?” Eric asked.
Cordell’s reply was sinct. “A woman named A Ramirez.”
Upon hearing this, Eric whirled around to face A, who was still seated on the floor. He maintained aposed expression. “Go on.”
“Yes, Mr. Scott,” Cordell continued. “Remy and…”
A and Remy were childhood friends. The staff at Gnt mentioned that A frequently visited Remy not too long ago, and subsequently, the scandals erupted… We pressured him, made alluring offers, and finally, he admitted it… “Mr. Scott, it’s this woman! She orchestrated the entire scheme! Shepensated Remy with cash, effectively erasing any financial trails.”
Eric absorbed every word in silence until Cordell finished. “Understood. Thanks for your diligence.”
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Ending the call, Eric turned toward A with a deliberate stride.
His steps echoed ominously, each one seeming to press down on A’s spirit.
A raised her head, her expression one of shock and apprehension. “Mr. Scott?”
Eric chuckled darkly, a sound devoid of warmth. What a challenge it was to contend with such a shrewd woman!
The woman before him appeared fragile, yet she had executed numerous schemes behind his back!
Narrowing his eyes, Eric stared at A and dered, “Remy has spilled everything.”
A’s body trembled, her eyes widening in disbelief.
She understood the gravity of Eric’s usation instantly. The impact was too intense to hide.
Eric saw the truth in her expression, his anger ring to an uncontroble height.
He scoffed.
Hisugh was tinged with fury, his eyes glinting dangerously. “You had Remy carry out those actions! Then you had him pin the me on Linda!” His voice was steady, no trace of doubt to be found.
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