Old Mr. Allson used to be the most powerful man in the business world.

Even today his prestige did not diminish.

Thus Sophie’s trick was too childish to be discovered.

Nathan saw through her trick, but he didn’t stop her because he didn’t want to hurt her.

When he thought up to here, his eyes narrowed as he said, "I’m sorry, I never expected it would draw out your sorrow."

"You didn’t expect that?" Old Mr. Allson snorted coldly. "Do you think I’m a three-year-old child? I misjudged you from the very beginning. I shouldn’t have allowed Wanda to marry you." Old Mr. Allson coughed violently as he spoke.

Seeing this, Nathan hurried forward. "Dad, are you okay?"

He reached out a hand, wanting to ease Old Mr. Allson coughing, but Old Mr. Allson dodged his hand.

"I won’t die. In short, as long as I’m alive, you don’t think about separate Janice and Chris."

Hearing this, Nathan slowly withdrew his hand, but he frowned. "Dad, Chris is my son. I won’t hurt him."

"Hmph! You can leave now. I’ve already said if you dare to do anything to hurt them again, then even if I have to risk my life, I will uphold justice for them. If you look down on me, then you can give it a try."

Before Nathan could reply, Old Mr. Allson waved his hand and said, "Take this with you. Don’t come back again."

With that, he signaled Nanny Daisy with his eyes.

Soon, Nanny Daisy handed over an exquisite box.

Nathan recognized that it was the Swiss army knife that Sophie had given him before.

He did not say anything more. He took it and said, "Have a good rest."

After that, he turned around and walked towards the door.

It was not until he left that Old Mr. Allson began to cough violently.

Seeing this, Nanny Daisy immediately went up. "Mr. Allson, let me send you to the hospital. You’ve been coughing for days."

He fetched his breath and said, "No. I know my body well."

He slowly put away the golden silk handkerchief that was covering his mouth and got up to walk to his bedroom. After he closed the door, he slowly opened the

handkerchief. When he touched the bright red, he closed his eyes.

When Nathan returned home, Sophie was waiting in the living room. When she saw him, she immediately went up to him.

"Dad."

When Nathan saw her, he couldn’t help thinking of the Swiss army knife that Old Mr.

Allson just gave him.

He knew that Sophie would be sad, so he deliberately put it in the car.

"Have you been waiting for me?" As he spoke, he sat down on the sofa.

Sophie nodded. "I saw that you left in a hurry, so I was a little worried. Are you okay?" As she said, she poured a cup of water and handed it over.

Nathan took a sip and said, "It’s nothing."

Hearing this, Sophie didn’t continue asking, but remembered the things she didn’t ask at the exhibition center earlier, so she said, "Dad, can I ask you a question?"

Nathan nodded, "Go ahead."

Only then did Sophie say, "I saw that you were negotiating with Mr. Taylor, so I was wondering if you’re just using him to provoke my brother or... are you really going to ask him to marry me?"

Nathan knew what Sophie was worried about. He did want to provoke his son with Benjamin Taylor.

After all, their relationship was complex. If he could use well, there was a high chance of success.

However, ever since he’d been warned by Old Mr. Allson, he had to reconsider.

...

After all, he didn’t want to confront his father-in-law at this time.

Thinking of this, he said, "That’s my original intention, but I’m afraid we have to put this matter off."

Sophie was stunned when she heard this.

"Dad, are you giving up?"

Panic flashed across Sophie’s face. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

Nathan knew that this was a bit unfair to Sophie, but right now, this was the best choice.

He said, "I won’t give up what I have promised you, but I’ll put it off for a while. Don’t worry. When the time is right, I’ll keep my promise."

Sophie no longer had any feelings towards his guarantee.

She couldn’t even remember how many times it had happened.

<He has made the promise that he would definitely help me for several times. But in the end? He never keeps his promise at all. So far, I have not gotten what I wanted. It seems that I could not rely on anyone. After all, he is not my biological father. Why would he love me so much?>

Thinking of this, she sneered in her heart. <I have always regarded Nathan as my biological father. But he always lets me down. Therefore, I would do it myself.>

She was confident that she could do it with her intelligence.

When she thought of this, she put on an indifferent expression and said, "It’s all right. I’ll listen to Dad."

Hearing this, Nathan stood up. "Good girl."

After that, he walked toward the study.

After Nathan left, Sophie’s expression immediately changed. She returned to her room and locked the door. After making sure that no one could come in, she took out her phone and dialed a number. "Carry out the original plan."

The person replied with "yes." Then Sophie put away the phone and coldly narrowed her eyes.

After Christopher left, Janice went back to the TV station. She submitted the previous report of the commercial exhibition and was about to leave, but Lucy stopped her. "Janice, I’ll make an appointment with Mr. Vincent later. Let’s go together."

Janice took a glance at the draft and nodded her head. "OK!"

Anyway, she had finished her work.

The two of them arrived at an elegant and quaint teahouse.

Lucy said embarrassedly, "Mr. Vincent, I’m really sorry for asking you out so presumptuously."

"Ms. White is too courteous," Vincent looked around and finally his gaze landed on Janice. Then, he said, "I didn’t expect that Ms. Gladwell would have time. Aren’t you busy in recording your shows?"

Janice replied, "Mr. Vincent, I’m a reporter now, just like Lucy. I’m no longer recording shows."

Hearing this, he was stunned. "I remember that your show has quite high ratings. How do you suddenly become a reporter?"

He subconsciously looked at Lucy. When he saw her unhappy expression, he sniggered. He then explained, "Of course, I’m not saying that reporters are bad. I just feel that it’s a pity."

Janice did not notice his expression, and she said, "I was originally a reporter, so I can be considered to have returned to my previous position. What’s more, I can play with my good friends."

Lucy rolled her eyes at her when she heard the words.

"That’s true. In that case... then you can ask what you want to know." His gaze lingered between the two for a moment before he returned to the main topic.

...

Janice looked at Lucy. After all, Lucy was always following the news.

Lucy said, "At present, we have part of the details of the gang’s crimes. Mr. Vincent, you just need to provide us with the time of their usual activity."

"All right. I will do my best to cooperate with you," Quentin Vincent said.

Lucy said, "Then, Mr. Vincent, let’s keep in touch recently. Inform us if you find any clues on your side."

"OK." He nodded.

At this moment, his phone suddenly rang. He stood up and walked out to answer the call. While he was talking, his eyes glanced in the direction of Janice and Lucy.

After returning to his seat, he said apologetically, "I’m sorry, I may not be able to provide you with any more clues."

Both were surprised to hear this.

After all, they had reached an agreement earlier.

"Why?" Lucy asked.

He did not answer. It seemed that there was anything in his mind that he found it hard to disclose.

Looking at his hesitation, Janice replied, "Don’t worry about it. We won’t force you. If you have any difficulties, you can tell us."

"That’s right, we are friends, right? If you have any difficulties, just tell us. Let’s think of a way together," Lucy added.

He hesitated for a moment before saying, "Actually, it’s no big deal. It’s just that my assistant received a threatening letter in his mailbox, saying that they already knew that I was providing clues to you. They are threatening me. If I give you more clues, I would have to bear the consequences. You also know that I’m running this dog club purely because I like dogs, but if the price is too high, I’m afraid..."

Although he did not finish his words, the two could understand the meaning behind his words. They looked at each other and later Lucy spoke, "Since that’s the case, we will not force you. Thank you for your help during this period of time."

"You’re welcome. Then... I’ll leave first." As he spoke, he bowed to the two and left in a hurry.

After he left, Lucy sighed, "What do we do now? Without him providing clues, we’ll have no target."

Janice didn’t agree with her pessimistic views. "It’s actually not that bad. Don’t you already have some clues? Then we can follow the clues we have. I believe we’ll be able to find crucial evidence."

Lucy nodded in agreement upon hearing her words.

"Then I’ll send you a complete copy of the clues I collected during this period of time. Let’s look for it together."

Janice nodded.

In the evening, when she returned home, Nino wagged her tail and came forward.

When Janice saw her, she immediately thought of the information that she had seen earlier.

Before she read it, she just felt a little angry. But after reading the complete information, she felt quite angry.

<As human beings, how could they be so cruel? No matter what, I must seek justice for those dogs.>

Thinking of this, she picked up Nino.

"Nino, you must be obedient. There are many bad people outside eyeing you covetously." As she said, she gently stroked her back.

Nino whined a few times.

At this time, the door opened and Christopher came in. Seeing that she was holding Nino, he frowned. "She’s so fat. Aren’t you tired of holding her?"