When Jenson Sinclair left home this morning, his car got scratched. Now, he’s in the office, fuming with anger but having nowhere to vent.

Someone clueless bumped into him, reporting that Spencer Ford had been taken away by the police. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Good things come in pairs, and so do bad things.

"A bunch of idiots, can’t even keep an eye on a minor?"

From the beginning, Jenson Sinclair knew Spencer Ford wasn’t a good seed, so he had planted spies around him.

Who would have thought that even in such circumstances, this kid would find a loophole.

Unfortunately, he was in a bad mood today, plus his Porsche got scratched, making him feel very unlucky.

"Boss, I’ll arrange for someone to get Spencer Ford out right now."

Jenson Sinclair cracked his knuckles, signaling the person to act quickly.

He usually calms down first and thinks things through, like a leopard lurking in the dark.

This time, somehow, he lost his focus.

The huge office returned to silence.

Jenson Sinclair unbuttoned his suit jacket, relaxedly sitting in his executive chair, his face gloomy.

After sitting for a while, he dialed the internal phone.

The secretary came in from the outside, and he pushed a document from the middle of the desk to the edge, turned it over when it reached the bottom, and instructed, "Check into Horizon Insurance and give me results within two working days."

"Okay."

Horizon Insurance is well-known in the circle, and Jenson Sinclair naturally paid attention to this competitor.

The secretary picked up the file, confirmed with the boss that there were no further matters, and left.

Meanwhile, Spencer Ford was brought out from the detention center, able to see daylight again.

The suited man asked him, "You know what to say and what not to say, right?"

"I know very well, you and Benny can rest assured, I’m tight-lipped."

Having been around Jenson Sinclair for a few months, Spencer Ford learned a lot about things overt and covert, including some gray areas.

After leaving the detention center, the man didn’t take him directly to Kevin Sinclair but placed him in a location in the suburbs.

"Stay here peacefully for a while, don’t go back to the city for now."

Upon hearing this, Spencer Ford was not happy, jumping and standing on the sofa, shouting, "Why are you confining me here? I want to go back to the city now!"

After all, he was a minor, and his childish temper showed fully at this moment.

Jenson Sinclair’s people wouldn’t indulge his bad temper, they directly sealed the doors and windows and stationed two burly bodyguards at the door.

Even if Spencer Ford grew wings, he couldn’t fly out.

The Sinclair Group.

Jasper Sinclair, upon learning that Spencer Ford was taken away, immediately arranged for Louis Hayes to follow up discreetly.

Through investigation, they discovered that the ones who took him were actually their own people.

"Are you sure it was Jenson Sinclair?"

"I’m sure, it was people by his side who took Spencer Ford away."

The man behind the screen wore a furious expression, anger on the brink of erupting.

Louis Hayes sweated secretly, thinking: This young brother sure knows how to pick the timing.

Not long ago, he snatched a project and then offended Mrs. Sinclair.

"Inform Rhys Linden’s side to speed up the progress and make sure to enhance visibility by the end of the month."

"Okay."

The sky outside started to turn gloomy again.

Jasper Sinclair paced in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, contemplating whether to confess this matter to Nora Northwood.

If not for him, Nora wouldn’t have suffered unnecessary involvement.

After thinking it over, he sent a WeChat message to Nora Northwood, "Working late tonight?"

The reply came quickly, a crazy shaking head emoji.