WHEN the Scott family finally left, Adam immediately invited Ruby to their room.
"Let's sleep. We still have a lot of things to do tomorrow."
His wife simply nodded and followed him silently. When they reached the room, Adam's phone suddenly rang.
"Hello, Mr. Whitlock," said the voice on the other line. It was the detective who handled the company's case.
"Yes, Detective Conor?"
"Sir, we have found out who owns the bank account in Singapore."
"Who is it?" “Amethyst Cordova. Do you know her, sir?”
Adam didn't immediately respond. He felt like his tongue suddenly retracted.
"Hey, Adam... are you okay?" Ruby reprimanded him. If she hadn't asked, he might not have snapped back to reality. He just nodded to his wife and continued talking on the phone.
"Yeah. I know her. I thought she w
