The envelope
As Zayn was suffering at his end, Carla was staring at the news on the internet.
The previous rumor was advantageous to them. However, an hour ago, someone started deleting all posts that doubted Boris' identity.
Before long, almost all related posts were deleted.
Freda sighed. "The Gold family is indeed the boss of media. They get hold of the public opinion so quickly."
"That's one of the reasons." Carla furrowed her brows tightly. "I notice the party that posted the rumor also stopped their move. It wasn't Daemon. He never gives up halfway."
"If it wasn't him who could it then?" Freda could not wrap her head around it.
"I have no idea. Maybe it's Mr. Domitos or Mr. Thompson's men, " Carla guessed. "But they have limited ability, or maybe they were threatened by the Gold family."
"Then what should we do? Do we need to do something?" Freda asked immediately.
"Randy is in their hands. I can't do anything." Carla continued to read the emails. "I hope Charles and Brandy rescue Randy as soon as possible. I predict the Gold family might make a move earlier than expected…"
Just then, her phone rang. It was Jamal, and he sounded anxious.
"I received a call early in the morning that asked me to go to the company for the board meeting. I thought there was good news. But I've just found out that Mr. Giblo wanted to include Newton as a board
member.
"What?" Carla widened her eyes in startle. She predicted the Gold family would make a move but did not expect it to be so soon.
"If Newton joins the board members, the Giblo Group might need to change its name then." Jamal sounded desperate.
"I've been calling Thompson but he didn't answer. Carla, please think of something."
"Oh no, give me some time…" Carla rubbed her forehead. "What time is the board meeting?"
"Three in the afternoon, " Jamal responded right away. "Now it's already two. There's only one hour left."
"Mr. Domitos, I'm hanging up now. Call you later."
"Okay! I will wait for your good news!" Jamal still held on to a dim hope. "Carla, we're counting on you now. You are the Giblo Group's last hope…"
Carla felt great pressure but she had to see this through.
"I understand…"
Hanging up the phone, Carla's mind went blank. She did not know what to do at all.
"Why don't we call Mr. Lierger?" Freda asked tentatively.
"Daemon is not good at this kind of problem. If he could help, he would have contacted me already."
Carla was helpless. "When I was in danger last night, Daemon showed up and helped. That was because he could beat Newton in terms of martial arts. But he has no advantage in business."
"What shall we do then?" Freda began to panic.
Carla scrolled through the documents from the bookshelf nervously as her mind pondered. Right then, she suddenly thought of something.
She remembered Vela had given her a box previously. Vela emphasized that there was something important in the box, and Zayn insisted on giving it to her.
Back then, Vela has insinuated something. Could it be that there is something inside that can help me?
With that in mind, Carla immediately asked Freda to bring that box. They poured everything onto the table and scanned through them.
Besides some relics, there were the real estate certificates of the two villas, a ruby necklace, and a small inconspicuous envelope.
Carla opened up the envelope and froze on the spot.
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