CHAPTER 331: CHAPTER 331: HIDDEN TRUTHS

"President Lawson, you..."

"You didn’t see wrong, I’m in a bad mood right now." Landon Lawson’s voice was especially cold today, making one feel as if a chill enveloped their entire body, with a layer of frost seemingly covering his stunning face.

Landon Lawson suddenly turned his head, his gaze dark, and said to Nolan Shaw, "Since you’ve noticed my mood’s not great, why are you still standing here?"

"I..." Nolan Shaw shivered, thinking that their CEO truly was someone difficult to reason with.

"Then I’ll leave now." Nolan Shaw finished speaking, turning to leave without daring to glance back, fearing that a slight delay might cost him dearly.

Just as Nolan Shaw was about to leave, Landon Lawson suddenly called out, "Stop."

Nolan Shaw instinctively trembled, slowly turning his stiff neck.

Nolan Shaw’s neck made creaking sounds, feeling the low pressure emanating from behind, he cautiously asked, "President Lawson, is there anything you need to tell me?"

"Look into the matters regarding Miles Grant."

"Miles Grant? Isn’t Miles Grant no longer around?" This time it was Nolan Shaw’s turn to be stunned. Although Miles Grant’s death wasn’t made public, it was indeed true, and once revealed, it would certainly cause a sensation throughout the city. Why would the CEO suddenly bring this matter up?

Landon Lawson pursed his lips, a trace of coldness flashing in his eyes.

"I must get to the bottom of Miles Grant’s matter. If they dared to target my brother, they should brace themselves for revenge."

The man before him changed from being torn in one moment to cold in the next in a blink of an eye, yet in that second, it seemed like Landon Lawson had become another person. The aura of determination and resolve radiating from him was almost suffocating.

Nolan Shaw nodded. Although Landon Lawson had never spoken about Miles Grant, he could sense that Landon Lawson could never let go of Miles Grant’s death.

Having been by Landon Lawson’s side for so many years, he understood the kind of man he was.

"Alright, I’ll start the investigation now."

"Be careful, they are not to be underestimated." Landon Lawson frowned tightly, a hint of concern in his eyes.

Nolan Shaw nodded with a smile. Even without Landon Lawson’s warning, he knew the other party was formidable. How else could they have killed Miles Grant quietly and so audaciously? They couldn’t be mere mortals.

If they could afford to employ someone like Miles Grant, they would certainly investigate Miles Grant and naturally know the connection between him and Landon Lawson. Yet, despite this, they didn’t spare Miles Grant for Landon Lawson’s sake, showing their arrogance and domineering nature.

Since Nolan Shaw had already promised, he hastily turned to leave.

However, Landon Lawson stood in place, watching Nolan Shaw’s departing figure. Always fearless, Landon Lawson was hesitant this time when he saw Nolan Shaw turning to leave, unexpectedly feeling a sense of unease.

Nolan Shaw... You must not get into any trouble.

Meanwhile, Sienna Quinn was sitting in the downstairs café, buying milk tea, just as Evan Quinn had mentioned before.

She sat there obediently, her gaze somewhat wandering and distracted, her whole state not quite in the moment.

At this moment, the conversation between Landon Lawson and the department head kept replaying in Sienna Quinn’s mind.

She originally thought that after Miles Grant’s death, she would have no more entanglements with him, no further intersections, at least believed she could temporarily put aside matters relating to Miles Grant.

But Landon Lawson had never given up on Miles Grant, even when Miles Grant deserved his fate at death, Landon Lawson still wanted Miles Grant’s death to have dignity, to be clear and justified, but why?

When her parents died, did anyone speak for them? When she was harmed by Miles Grant and Vera Yates back then, did anyone speak up for her?

No one had ever said a word for her. Yet now the man she loved wanted justice for Miles Grant. It’s truly a bit ironic to say it aloud.

"Miss, your milk tea is ready."

Sienna Quinn’s thoughts were pulled back, she took the milk tea from the other’s hand, and smiled apologetically.

Just as Sienna Quinn was about to turn away with her milk tea, the waitress who previously handed her the drink stared dumbfoundedly at Sienna Quinn, "President Quinn?"

Sienna Quinn paused her steps to leave, turning her head and staring blankly at the waitress behind her.

The waitress jogged a few steps to catch up, bowing respectfully to Sienna Quinn, "Hello, President Quinn!"

"And you are?" This time it was Sienna Quinn’s turn to be a bit puzzled. She genuinely couldn’t recall who this suddenly appearing young lady was.

"President Quinn, I’m an employee of Yates Group. I saw you at the last annual meeting, didn’t expect to meet you here like this." The young lady was full of smiles, her bright eyes indescribably genuine, her excited expression as if meeting an idol.

"Nice to meet you, but I’m no longer with the company." Sienna Quinn smiled lightly, speaking politely to her.

"President Quinn..." The girl hesitated.

Sienna Quinn turned around, seriously appraising the girl, yet saw hesitation in her eyes.

"What do you want to say?"

"I have an impertinent request." The girl spoke with some difficulty.

Sienna Quinn chuckled softly, though it was her first time meeting this girl, her impression of her was quite good. Besides, she had worked at Yates Group before.

"What’s the matter? What do you want to say to me?"

"President Quinn, actually this café is also under the group’s umbrella. But recently, because of the orders from the main office, we’ve been asked to close this café."

Close? Hearing this, Sienna Quinn was stunned for a moment. A company like Yates Group wouldn’t need to close a café even if business was slow.

"I haven’t heard anything about closing. It seems your information isn’t accurate enough." Sienna Quinn laughed slightly, thinking such a thing couldn’t happen within Yates Group.

Upon hearing Sienna Quinn’s words, the girl panicked, running into the store and handing over a document.

"President Quinn, this is real. See for yourself if you don’t believe me."

Looking at the document in her hand, Sienna Quinn’s brow furrowed slightly. This document truly was from Yates Group. Why would this happen all of a sudden? She had never heard of this before.

Moreover, she remembered having already relinquished a partnership to Yates Group so that they could cooperate well with the other party, ensuring they could weather this period without Axel returning.

Besides, the dying camel is still bigger than a horse, they shouldn’t be pushed to this extent.

"President Quinn, I only hope the company doesn’t abandon this store. Our annual profits have been on the rise and have never been in the red. So why do they want to shut down our store specifically?"