The Road to Rebirth Her Fresh Start and His Late Sorrow novel Chapter 250

Nancy Gonzalez's eyes narrowed slightly as she quickly pulled up the trending topics.

At the very top was the headline: #The Sandro Group Scandal#

Nancy's face grew progressively colder. Almost simultaneously, Lenard's voice came through the speaker again.

"Baldrick Robertson is as sly as a fox; he wouldn't leave such evidence lying around. It must have been leaked by someone close to him."

Lenard paused for a moment before continuing, "Could it be Lucy and her crew?"

"Lucy was the source of the dirt, but she doesn't have the clout to expose it on her own," Nancy remarked coolly.

Lenard wasn't dense; he instantly connected the dots from Nancy's words. "It's Cyrus Gordon, isn't it?"

Judson Buchanan cut in sharply before Nancy could answer, "Who else but Cyrus would be so petty? He's targeting Baldrick now, and I'll be next."

He turned to Nancy with a pitiful look, while she remained calm and composed.

Lenard chuckled without a hint of sympathy, "And you think you can handle him? At least you're not making things worse for him."

Judson narrowed his eyes dangerously, "What did you just say?"

Lenard quickly backtracked, "I didn't say anything. So, Nancy, should we help Baldrick?"

Nancy responded with a hint of detachment, "I'll ask him."

"Alright, if he needs help, we should lend a hand," Lenard said earnestly.

Nancy acknowledged with a simple "Hmm," and was about to call Baldrick when Judson, looking both frustrated and conflicted, spoke up.

"Nancy, why didn't Lenard mention protecting me? Does he have a grudge against me?"

"It's not that he has a grudge; he doesn't dare to. Besides, with your skills, you don't need protection," Nancy retorted sharply.

Judson's mood lifted instantly; there was something reassuring about Nancy's blunt honesty.

With that thought, she turned to Judson, "Unlock the car. I need some rest; I have to discuss things with Ramona tomorrow."

Though reluctant, Judson knew when to concede and obediently unlocked the car.

Meanwhile, elsewhere.

Baldrick gently set his phone down, the warmth on his face vanishing completely.

His assistant, standing nervously across from him, asked, "Mr. Robertson, what are our next steps?"

"First, we deal with the source of the leaks," Baldrick said thoughtfully, his eyes narrowing. "Arrange for a few people..."

Hearing Baldrick's calm yet decisive tone, the assistant's eyes widened in surprise but dared not question him.

"Yes, sir."

With time ticking on the crisis front, Baldrick was staying busy, even though he remained within the country.