In truth, Blossoms Teahouse wasn't remote. It was located in the city center.Joshua's secretary had reported it as remote since there were very few customers there/ Sometimes, the teahouse would have less than five customers.Without the bustling excitement from the opening or the marketing with the help of an internet celebrity, everything had returned to a tranquil state. The teahouse looked isolated, even in the city center.To the west of the teahouse, there was an artificial lake in sight nearby. It was sunset, and the setting sun dyed most of the scenery red.Xander had just finished meeting with clients and was standing by the window. Spencer came in to tidy up the tea set. "Mr. Fulton, would you like more tea?"Turning around, Xander studied Spencer from head to toe. "What's your name?""Just call me Spencer." Spencer looked righteous, and his eyes were sharp."You don't look like someone who works with tea leaves. How are you doing this?"Lowering his head, Spencer co
Shawn didn't give a direct answer. "Actually, you don't need to report your work to me, Mr. Fulton."Xander ignored the comment and watched the fish fight for food. "Hawkins Group was investigated after the New Year. This deputy director is worried about being implicated in the matter, so he came to surrender to me."Shawn looked at Xander. "Do you mean to say that surrendering makes up for the lives that were changed?""Mr. Hawkins is a good man. He provided a considerable amount of compensation, enough for them to live comfortably for the rest of their lives."Shawn remained unmoved, snorting. "Is that so?"Suddenly, Xander chuckled. "You're quite righteous, Mr. Griffin. You don't seem to like enterprises like Hawkins Group.""I hate any enterprise that doesn't value human life," Shawn replied."Then, you must hope for Hawkins Group to fall."Sensing Xander probing, Shawn relaxed slightly. "These are the things you should do, and they have nothing to do with me.""I was ju
Grace was having secrets now. Xander smiled, not taking it to heart.Before they returned to Summitview Manor, Grace went to a restaurant to get Hestia's favorite dishes. While waiting, Xander said, "You don't have to go to such trouble. She can order whatever she wants.""It's different. I just want to treat Aunt Hestia well. She'll be happy too."Xander rested a large hand on her waist, tapping lightly as he spoke. "Are you treating her well as her goddaughter or her future daughter-in-law?"Grace was already immune to his teasing. "Her goddaughter.""Don't you have confidence in your status as her future daughter-in-law?""That's your problem." Grace turned and lifted his chin slightly with a hint of seduction. "It depends on your sincerity and the wedding gifts you're offering."Grace was already charming. When she put on a seductive look deliberately, she captivated him without fail. Xander caught her withdrawing hand. "I'll give you whatever you want."There was a stron
Each of them was sitting in front of a laptop, wearing headphones, and typing away. They were fully focused.Shawn nodded and called Spencer over. "Stay here. Serve the guests well.""I said no need. Are you deaf? Get out!" The person yelling was an irritable man with a stubble.Shawn remained calm. "This is our teahouse's etiquette. You can have no orders, but we must still serve you.""You really don't understand plain language. I told you we don't need your service. Get out!"The man's patience was running out. He stood up and pushed Shawn and Spencer out. Just as he was about to close the door, Shawn suddenly pushed him back, swiftly and concisely pinning him down on the couch. "Spencer! Unplug their laptops!"The man cursed out, "Fuck!"However, the others were not pushovers. They quickly got up, closed their laptops, and stopped Spencer. "Turns out there are actually hidden talents in such a small teahouse."After saying that, they all smashed their teacups and started
Though they were involved in shady dealings, they would rather get injured than lose their freedom."Officer, it was just a minor scuffle. You've misunderstood us!" The stubbled man released Shawn, raising his hands."A scuffle? With bloodshed? It looks more like a brawl to me!" Grace couldn't help but feel alarmed upon seeing blood on Shawn's hands.She didn't dare to get too close, fearing that the men would recognize that the gun in her hands was fake. Her palms were sweaty.She pursed her lips and said, "Get out of there and stand in a line!"The men hesitated. However, as they were wary of the gun, they reluctantly stepped out and stood in a crooked line.Inside the private room, Spencer rushed to help Shawn up. "Are you alright, Mr. Griffin?"Grace quickly approached them. While keeping the gun aimed at the men, she asked Shawn, "What happened?"Frowning, Shawn casually wiped the blood on him with some tissue paper. "Wiretapping."Seeing the laptops and headphones on the
They had set up bugs in Xander's private room in advance to listen to his conversations, but they hadn't expected Shawn to be so keen. He had discovered the bugs so quickly! They confessed to the illegal surveillance but insisted they had done it of their own accord. They claimed that they had been tempted by greed and had wanted to steal valuable business intelligence for money. Xander shrugged it off. "We were just chatting about mundane things. It wasn't anything sensitive." This case alarmed Howard, not only because of Xander's prominent status but also because it involved another high-ranking individual, Isaac Wilde from the Internal Revenue Service. They shook hands and teased him, saying, "Howard, this is your jurisdiction. It seems quite dangerous that even conversations with friends can be eavesdropped on." Howard was embarrassed and quickly apologized. "I'll strengthen control measures."However, private conversations between an Internal Revenue Service officer and
Shawn raised his hand to shield his eyes and slumped down lazily as they spoke of the past."It's all in the past; I don't care anymore. Howard, why do you care so much?" Howard scrutinized him. The lively young man from the past had grown into a mature person. It was rare to catch a glimpse of his former self. Howard sighed. "I regret how it turned out for you. Back then, you were the most daring and promising member of the team. Look at you now. Angus, who came after you, has become a captain. And you—" Shawn was tired of listening to his nagging and stood up. "Enough, Howard. Look at me now. Am I not doing fine? I can eat and drink. I'm not any worse off than before." Howard hesitated, unable to continue. Shawn left the chief's office and walked down the long corridor. He noticed officers returning from duty, their bodies dirty but filled with vigor and vitality. He stood in the corridor and watched them for a while. Howard's words ran through his mind, and his expres
"Get in." Xander's voice was heavy. Hazel hesitated for a moment, unsure if he was talking to her. "Mr. Fulton?" "Gracie," Xander ordered. He rarely called her "Gracie" anymore. It seemed that he was genuinely angry. "Do you hear anyone speaking?" Grace asked the driver next to her. The driver was already sweating profusely and couldn't muster a smile. "Ms. Lewis, it's Mr. Fulton." "Then, just pretend you didn't hear him. He always likes to turn a blind eye anyway, so let him have his way." Grace fastened her seatbelt. Xander's gaze was sharp as he stared straight at Grace. "I forgot to tell Chief Donegan that he should just give Ms. Lewis a medal for bravery. She's always so eager to help." His words were laced with sarcasm and mockery. Grace stiffened her neck and replied, "He was injured. I couldn't just stand by and do nothing. I'm not as heartless as some people." "I've never seen anyone die from a cut." Grace mumbled, "You're so petty to get angry over this