Chapter 73
Before Jaxon could finish speaking, the call was ended.
He didn’t expect Aurora to be so bold to hang up on him.
Jaxon was so angry that he smashed his phone to the ground. The phone broke, and the splashing screen scratched the wooden table legs, leaving scratches.
The servants in Crawford Manor were so frightened that they remained silent.
A servant thought, ‘It seems that Aurora has angered Mr. Crawford again. Mrs. Crawford and Maura are not around, and there is no one to mediate between Aurora and Mr. Crawford. The servants‘ lives will be difficult in the future.
Jaxon was so angry that his face turned red. He no longer had the mood to call Maura, and he went up to the third floor in a bad mood.
He thought, Aurora is becoming more and more outrageous. I have to take action and find a chance to get the things that Victoria left. By then, Aurora will be useless.
Jaxon lay on the bed, imagining how he would use the huge sum of money after getting it. He was so excited that he couldn’t sleep at all.
In the hotel, Aurora had a sound sleep. After washing up, she continued researching medicine.
In the morning, the sun rose, and the golden sunlight spread over the earth.
Gradually, the dusk came, and half of the sky was dyed crimson by the sunset glow. The weekend was about to pass, and the workday that everyone hated was coming-
There was a regular knock on the door outside the quiet laboratory. Aurora opened the door and handed two medicine bottles to Giles. This is the medicine I developed to treat hair loss. Take it to the testing institute tomorrow. Ask the staff to expedite it. I want a report on Tuesday morning, the day after tomorrow.”
Treating hair loss? Giles touched his head. Rubbing his sparse ham, he was a little moved. “Ms. Whitaker, is this medicine effective? How to use it?”
After becoming the general manager of Sunrise Pharmaceuticals his hair had been getting thinner and thinner. If the situation continued like this, it wouldn’t be long before he had a bald patch on his head.
Giles thought he was still young. He didn’t want him to be like that.
“One for oral use, the other for external use.” Aurora pointed at the white bottles in Giles‘ hand. “Take one pill three times a day; apply the external one on a warm towel and wrap your
“Ms. Whitaker, do you have any of it left? I want to try it. If the effect was good, Giles would be a typical advertisement. Aurora could tell what he was thinking, and she smiled, “Aren’t you waiting for the test?
Although she made it according to the recipe, the medicine hadjust been made, and the production batch number hadn’t been approved yet. It was an “illegal” product. How could Giles trust her so much?
Giles smiled and did not say anything about personal relationships. Instead, he explained from the business perspective, “Ms. Whitaker, are you planning to use this medicine as Sunrise Pharmaceuticals‘ flagship product?”
Seeing Aurora nod, he continued. “This medicine is the first product since you joined the company, and I don’t think you would take action in vain.”
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The implication was that since Aurora took out this medicine, it would definitely be desirable in some aspects
Aurora was pleased. In a good mood, she took out two more bottles and put them in Giles‘ hands. “I have only used it for two days, and I haven’t seen any effect yet. You can try it. Maybe=”
“Maybe it will work well,” Giles said. Then, he smiled self–deprecatingly. “You have thick hair, so it naturally won’t show an obvious effect. But it’s different for me. My hair is getting thin on top.”
Aurora smiled and shook her head, and it was rare that she joked, “You are the general manager of Sunrise Pharmaceuticals. Many people praise you as a young, promising talent. Your hair won’t reduce your appeal
They chatted and laughed as they left the building. They had an important business the day after tomorrow and could not be careless. *
Inside a presidential suite of the largest hotel in Mereida, a technician was typing. The cold white light from the computer screen shone on his face. He looked serious, as if he were taking notes at an important meeting.
There was a mobile phone in the middle of the table. The technician extracted all the information from the phone through the data cable plugged into the phone.
The mobile phone on the table was Holt’s. When the police asked Dexter yesterday, he concealed the phone hired a hacker to decipher the phone and find some useful information inside.
The hacker suddenly said, “Got it
After that, he
Dexter and John came over and listened to the hacker, “The last call was from a man named Frey at six in the morning, whom Holt contacted the most.”
The hacker immediately checked Frey’s information, “Frey’s full name is Frey Jones, the owner of an underground casino. Holt owes him a lot of money. During this period, they have been contacting almost every two days,”
Dexter nodded. He knew this.
If Frey hadn’t pushed Holt too hard, it wouldn’t have been so easy for Dexter to convince Holt.
However, Holt was dead, and the murderer had not been found yet.
Dexter thought, ‘If Frey was the person who killed Holt, he must know the whereabouts of my aunt.
He asked, “Besides Frey, is there anyone else who has contacted Holt?”
The hacker replied, “Holt has some gambling friends, loan sharks, and family members. The call history is all in this table.” Soon, the printer in the study made a regular sound.
John looked at the paper and saw densely packed phone numbers. He sneered, “Holt was quite busy. He got so many calls every day.”
Dexter let the hacker leave. The hacker turned off the computer and left.
Dexter said, “Check them one by one. I don’t believe the murder can escape.”
Hearing this. John raised the paper in his hand and asked, “Mr. Whitaker, the murderer killed Holt, why did he leave his phone there?”
He thought it was a conspiracy.
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Dexter paused for a moment, recalling the appearance of Holt’s body. He guessed and said, “Holt might have died between 6:30 am and 7:00 am. The phone might have fallen when he was fighting against the murderer. As for why the murderer didn’t take the phone away, perhaps it was because he didn’t have time.”
It was the peak time for morning exercise. When it didn’t rain, people nearby would always go to Bradley Mountain. Dexter guessed that the murderer didn’t have time to look for the phone.
John nodded. Judging from the time, he thought this statement was the most likely one.
“Mr. Whitaker, have a good rest. We will have the negotiation with Sunrise Pharmaceuticals tomorrow.” John took the paper and was about to go out.
Dexter waved his hand. “Isn’t it just terminating the contract? It won’t take much time.”
It was clearly stated in the contract that if the person in charge of Sunrise Pharmaceuticals was changed, he could terminate the contract unconditionally.
Dexter just needed to show up tomorrow, and it would be done in half an hour at most.
John hesitated, “But Mr. Harrison…”
He thought, ‘Daxon gave away his shares, which means he knew that person. Would he be angry if he knew that the contract was terminated?‘
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