Alaric Faulkner looked at Estelle Sterling’s message, his eyes slightly narrowing.
Estelle Sterling: "Your number two rival, Micah Moss, is coming. He’s on a flight tomorrow, and Sister Eleanor will pick him up at the airport."
Alaric Faulkner’s brows and eyes darkened; he directly dialed Elijah Hayes’s number.
Elijah Hayes, who was at home, answered the call with a trembling hand.
"President Faulkner, what can I help you with at this late hour?"
"Check the flight details for Micah Moss tomorrow."
Upon hearing this unfamiliar name, Elijah Hayes paused for quite a while, wondering if Micah Moss was some big shot.
Soon, Elijah Hayes sent all the information Alaric Faulkner requested. After receiving the information, a cold glint crossed Alaric Faulkner’s deep eyes.
In the morning, in the country M.
A majestic figure swam freely in the pool like a fish, and after two laps, the man climbed out.
By the pool, an assistant handed over a phone.
He took the phone, glanced at the number, and lazily swiped to answer.
"Hello, dear big brother. If I’m not mistaken, it’s nighttime over there? Why aren’t you busy with a woman instead of calling me?"
"Arrive in Veridia City by 7 a.m. tomorrow. I’ve booked your ticket."
Jasper Faulkner nearly stumbled and fell flat on his face.
He clutched the phone, incredulous, "What did you say?"
Alaric Faulkner, utterly earnest, said in a deep voice, "Return to Veridia City for a while. I’ll pick you up at the airport tomorrow."
"What the heck! Are you really my brother?" Jasper Faulkner looked at the phone again, confirming it was indeed Alaric Faulkner’s number.
"Seriously, bro, isn’t 7 a.m. a bit too early? Shouldn’t I leave immediately then?"
Alaric Faulkner: "The flight can’t be changed. Alright, remember not to be late."
After speaking, he coldly hung up the phone.
Listening to the beep-beep of the ended call, Jasper Faulkner stood there, his cheeks twitching.
He suspected that Alaric Faulkner was possessed by a ghost.
Jasper Faulkner managed The Faulkner Group’s overseas business, while Alaric Faulkner was in charge of the Eastern Division.
Usually, when Jasper returned, Alaric Faulkner never picked him up personally; he’d just send Elijah Hayes.
Why the hell is it such an urgent flight?
He had to leave early to go to the airport. Didn’t that mean he didn’t even have time to take a dump?
He suspected Alaric Faulkner was deliberately trying to mess with him.
The assistant eyed Jasper Faulkner, whose face showed a range of emotions, and asked, "CEO, did something happen?"
Jasper Faulkner sighed, "No worries. Get ready; I’m heading to Veridia City."
After taking a few steps, he added: "Right now. Also, check the flight details again for me."
The assistant looked as though he wanted to say something, faltering.
Jasper Faulkner paused, "What? Is there a problem?"
"But..." The assistant struggled to speak, "The flight now is... it’s a low-cost airline."
Hearing this, Jasper Faulkner’s face darkened completely.
Alaric Faulkner actually wanted him to fly a budget airline?
As the CEO of the overseas division of The Faulkner Group, he had to fly budget? Was he short of ticket fare?
The assistant noticed Jasper Faulkner’s change in expression and asked, "CEO, should I reschedule to a later first-class flight for you?"
Thinking of what Alaric Faulkner just said about the flight being unchangeable, Jasper Faulkner gritted his teeth. Follow current novels on novel✦fire.net
"No need, just stick to that flight."
If they weren’t blood brothers, he would have suspected that Alaric was deliberately trying to force him onto a budget airline to endanger his life.