Chapter 264

Chapter 264:
As Babette’s polished speech went on, Millie caught quiet conversations humming around her.
“They say she got a full scholarship and graduated with straight A’s. Master’s in finance too. Talk about impressive.”
“Yeah, and two years ago, when she was only twenty-three, she handled that high-stakes mess overseas. Flesta’s gun laws aren’t as tight as ours, so that shootout she dealt with? Real stuff. And she was the one calling the shots.”
“No wonder she’s the one everyone thinks of when they hear ‘Miss Watson,’ even though there are other girls in the family.”
“Apparently, she built strong connections in Fiesta—really strong ones. She’s coming back with years of solid contacts. I’m curious what role she’ll take up now.”
Amid the soft murmuring, Brandon’s phone buzzed again. Updates are released by.net
He glanced down, brows furrowed. It was a call from Eugene.
Brandon stood and stepped aside into a quieter corner before picking up.
“What is it?” he asked flatly.
Eugene’s tone was low and tense. “Mr. Watson, some unfamiliar faces have been snooping around the company. We did some digging—they’re with the police.”
Brandon’s frown deepened.
The police? “What’s going on with the police at the Watson Group? Have you uncovered anything?”
For a business the size of Watson Group, dealing with law enforcement wasn’t unusual. It came with the territory—usually established lawsuits or routine checks. But quiet digging like this, behind closed doors, was something else. Most times, it was about things cloaked in silence, the kind that demanded careful investigation and discreet uncovering.
“They’ve been careful,” Eugene said. “Asking all sorts of questions—mostly personal ones. About you and your wife. About Miss Simpson. Nothing direct, just chatty… like they’re trying to piece things together. But from the way their questions were shaped, it’s clear their main target right now is Macaulay.”
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Brandon’s eyes went cold.
Why him? Why would they be after him?
Was it about that incident?
“Any news on where he is?” Brandon asked, his tone icy.
“Nothing solid, Mr. Watson,” Eugene replied, clearly rattled. “We lost precious time since they didn’t report him missing in time. Most of the leads have dried up.”
If the police went after Macaulay and uncovered what had happened back then, it wouldn’t just blow over. It would set off a chain reaction.
Once silenced, stirring it again wouldn’t help the situation now, particularly because…
“Keep digging. Bring in more people if you have to. We need to find Macaulay before they do.” Brandon’s tone remained cold. “And track the police. I want to know what they’re really up to.”
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