Chapter 25 (1/2)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

According to Mr. Hayes, Aunt Zhang started working for the Torres family three years ago. She had always been conscientious and did not mention much about her family, let alone her husband.

Later on, Lauren went to inquire about other servants. After all, when she was not busy, they would gather together and chat. Perhaps they could learn some useful information.

But they did not.

This made Lauren suspect Aunt Zhang again. After staying in a place for three years, she had never told anyone here about her family?

At a loss, Lauren thought of another person who could definitely help her — her brother!

After Franklin woke up last night, he began to believe in Lauren’s ability and promised her that he would cooperate with her to catch this male ghost.

On the 39th floor of Torres Corporation, Franklin was holding a quarterly summary meeting with the company’s top management. The long conference table was filled with people in suits. Franklin sat at the head seat while his secretary sat at the side recording the meeting.

The general manager of the product development department was reporting the work of the previous quarter. “From December to February, our product development and design departments worked together and successfully developed nearly 30 smart chips. Two of them were even obtained as soon as they were released –”

Suddenly, Franklin’s phone on the table vibrated. He frowned.

The secretary on the side began to sympathize with this inappropriate caller.

Franklin never picked up the phone during meetings. He had already warned everyone before, so no one dared to call at this time.

No one picked up. The phone stopped vibrating for a few seconds and then began to vibrate again.

The pressure in the meeting room immediately dropped.

Franklin picked up the phone with one hand and gently raised his other hand to signal the manager to stop.

In an instant, the entire meeting room was only left with the vibrating sound of the phone and the sound of the projector operating.

It was a call from the landline of the Torres residence.

This kind of situation had never happened before. The people of the Torres residence were worried that they would disturb Franklin’s work, so they never called directly. Instead, they would open the secretary or assistant and let them pass the message on.

Franklin suddenly seemed to have thought of something. He pressed the green button and chose to answer the call.