After Nathan left the CEO’s office, he felt that the back of his shirt was soaked in sweat.

He simply packed up and left Conrad Group directly.

On the way, Nathan picked up a phone call. After hanging up, he called Clarence.

From the other end of the line, Clarence said indifferently, “Speak.”

“Mr. Conrad, I got the news just now. The payment for those people was wired from an overseas account in Phoebe Steward’s name. The account was opened in New York City twenty years ago. A large amount of money was wired into the account every year. I guess it was gained from the illegal deeds that Armand Bernard has been doing.

“This account number is quite confidential. There's only transfer-in but no withdrawal at all. No one else, including Phoebe Steward, knows about this account.”

Clarence asked, “Have you found when Lyndon Steward left City N?”

Nathan answered, “William and we have sent our men to all entrances and exits of City N. Even if he chose to steal into another country, he couldn’t have left quietly without alerting us. Hence there’s one possibility...”

Either Lyndon was able to escape through underground, or someone helped him flee away. The person must be someone that they wouldn’t investigate or suspect.

After a few seconds, Clarence said, “I’ll stay in London for a while longer. If anything happens in City N, deal with it with Maxwell. Please also keep an eye on Stella’s studio. If they are too busy, you can send two helpers over.”

Nathan answered and said with hesitation, “Mr. Conrad...”

“Go ahead.”

However, Nathan held back his words in silence.

Clarence asked, “Are you getting married?”

Nathan gaped, “How could it be possible?”

He was too busy to find a girlfriend. Who would he marry to?

“Why are you stammering then? Do you want me to send you an invitation for a speech?”

Nathan was speechless.

He regretted it, if only he could speak directly just now.

With Clarence’s remark, Nathan felt like what he was going to say would sound like he was blaming Clarence, mixed with threats and showing-off.

After a short while of silence, Nathan continued, “Young Master Justin had a talk to me today.”

“What benefits did he offer?”

“He asked me to be the deputy president with a five percent dividend.”

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