Inside the music store.
Dustin Hughes stood in front of the shelf, watching the black car gradually drive away through the glass door, his hand clenching unconsciously at his side!
Suddenly, there was a burst of pain in his heart.
The expression on his gentle face turned pale.
What’s wrong with him... Why does he feel soft-hearted!
For revenge, clearly, he could give everything, what does a woman even count for!
But why, when he saw her leaving him, returning to that man’s side, did his heart suddenly feel uncomfortable.
After a long while, he finally turned around and left the music store...
However, at the moment he stepped out of the store, the alarm inside suddenly went off crazily.
He was startled, and before he could react, two security guards surrounded him.
"Sir, you can’t leave."
Dustin Hughes was taken aback, only then realizing there seemed to be something inside his suit pocket.
He reached in and took it out, only to find it was a rare vintage cassette tape, invaluable.
His expression changed, suddenly recalling something... It was her who put it in his pocket when she left... and he hadn’t noticed.
He couldn’t help but feel amused and helpless, was she getting back at him for not being willing to send her off...
"Sorry, I’ll pay double the price and buy it," after a while, Dustin Hughes looked at the security, politely saying.
...
TR Corporation.
Noah Drexler returned to the office after just finishing a meeting, leaned on the leather chair, stretched out his long fingers to rub his temples, then looked down at a document record on the desk.
It clearly recorded that a company that was established only two years ago had, in these nearly two years, taken away projects from TR Corporation three times.
Moreover, the projects successfully taken away by them were later implemented almost identically to TR Corporation’s planned proposals.
And what concerned Noah Drexler even more was the name of this company.
He narrowed his eyes, his gaze stopping at the words in the document’s corner, then, his eyes turned increasingly cold!
——Veridian Group.
...
——Knock knock!
...
At this moment, the sound of knocking suddenly rang out.
"Come in!" Noah Drexler glanced in the direction of the door, raised his hand to close the document, then expressionlessly picked up a black pen and signed another document.
The door was pushed open, and Sean Morgan walked in from outside.
"Boss... Madam..." Sean Morgan stopped beside Noah Drexler.
"Speak," Noah Drexler’s face was cold, and he spoke with a gloomy expression.
Sean Morgan looked at Noah Drexler, sighed, and then continued.
"This morning, she went to see that man."
"Bang!" Just as Sean Morgan finished speaking, a crisp sound rang out.
When he looked again, he found that the black pen in Noah Drexler’s hand had been forcefully snapped into two pieces.
At this moment, the expression on the handsome man’s face was even more terrifyingly gloomy, his tightly pressed thin lips exposing his furious emotions without a hint of concealment.
...
Leaving the music store, on the way to TR Corporation, Summer Shawcross sat in the car, looking at the CD in her hand, thinking that after she left, Dustin Hughes would definitely be stopped by security, and in a serious situation, he might even visit the police station, her mood instantly improved.
On the roadside, a Chinese restaurant caught Summer Shawcross’s attention.
"Stop the car!" she turned her head and suddenly said to the driver.