Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica I Choose The Arranged Marriage novel Chapter 249

Chapter 249

Looking at the mini tracker on the desk, Jordan's face turned pale.

"How... could this happen? What does Madam really want to do?"

Alexander picked up the tracker and put it back in, "Give it back to Leon. Don't tell anyone about this."

"Yes,Mr. Sterling."

Playing with his tie clip, Alexander had been suspicious since Aveline proposed to be his personal assistant.

With Aveline's personality, she would rather stay away from him, so why would she want to stay by his side?

Unless she had something in mind involving him.

Money?

She could easily donate five billion, so that's not it.

It must be Anthony.

Thinking of the way she hesitated to speak that day, did she find out something?

Seeing Alexander silent, Jordan couldn't read his mind and cautiously asked, "What about Madam..."

"Don't startle the snake in the grass for now. I want to see what she's up to."

Alexander tapped his fingers lightly on the table, thinking about Aveline's two visits.

"Have someone check my office later. If she can plant a tracker on someone else, she might do the same to me."

"Understood, Mr. Sterling."

Alexander looked down at the table, and the pitiful look on her face when she asked for his help came to mind again.

This investigation unexpectedly led Alexander to a discovery.

There were actually several mini cameras hidden in his office.

Jordan's face changed drastically, "Mr. Sterling, this..."

"It's not Aveline's doing."

She only started coming to the office recently, and these hidden mini cameras had been in the office for quite some time, tucked away in discreet corners.

As the sky gradually darkened, everyone in the office had already left, leaving only Aveline still working diligently.

It wasn't until her stomach started to growl that she realized how late it was .

She stretched at her desk, and after a day of hard work, she finally produced a decent plan.

Rubbing her stiff neck, Aveline saved the plan and turned off the lights before leaving.

The bustling floors of the day were now empty, with only her footsteps echoing in the corridor.

The sound of her high heels seemed particularly loud in the quiet hallway.

Aveline hurried towards the elevator, and the lights on this floor had been turned off, leaving only a dim wal lamp in the distance.

A clear "click" sounded in the darkness.

Aveline's back went cold, and every hair on her body stood on end.

A cluster of light appeared not far away, and in the glow, she saw a man leaning against the wall, holding a flickering flame in one hand.

The dancing flame cast a reflection on the man's handsome face, and his dark eyes fell on her terrified face, "Are you ready to leave?"