Babel Novel
Chapter 67
Chapter 67
The middle-aged man looked horrified, but he had already received $160,000 from Leila. If he snitched on her, he would be…
“It was… it was Ms. Vanderbilt.”
The bodyguard pushed him down into a kneeling position, pulled out a weapon, and pointed i tat his head.
The middle-aged man was strung up tighter than a bow, his heart pumping hard. If that thing pointed at his head went off, he would be seeing Hades soon. He couldn’t care less about the money anymore.
He shuddered, his mouth half opened, and when he spoke, he couldn’t help but stutter. “That night… It… It… It was—”
Hearing a click from the thing pushing against his head, the man almost wet his pants. “It wasn’t Ms. Vanderbilt, b… b… but I really don’t know who it was!”
He was telling the truth. He didn’t know who that woman was. All he knew was that Mr. Goldmann had entered the room soon after the woman.
Upon hearing that it wasn’t Willow, Nolan didn’t care about the rest of the reply. He had the answer he wanted.
He put down his legs and moved closer to him. “You told me it was Willow six years ago.”
“I lied to you, but I was forced to do it. Mrs. Vanderbilt gave me $160,000 and asked me to say that. I can’t afford to offend you, but I couldn’t do that to Mrs. Vanderbilt either!” the man cried.
Nolan’s eyes turned dark. “What happened to that woman?”
“I… I… I’m not sure. All I know is that Ms. Vanderbilt said that the woman had had too much to drink. I took a look at her, and she really was unconscious. A beauty. Ms. Vanderbilt had brought her to rest.”
He looked like he remembered something and continued. “Oh, when Ms. Vanderbilt came out, she gave the room card to me. I was curious why someone would bring the card out. I later found out that she wanted me to give it to a real estate mogul named Sergio Baldwin. Then… then… I… I forgot and accidentally gave the card to your assistant. I realized I gave it to the wrong person the next day when I was going through the records.”
It hadn’t been anything serious, but Leila later gave him money to insist that the woman in the room was her daughter Willow, no matter who asked. Then Nolan had come along.
Nolan slowly got up. “You can go now.” The middle-aged man was stunned. He stood up with shaking legs. “Ca… Ca… Can I really go?” Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.
Nolan looked at him. “Do you want to stay?”
The man shook his head hard and left immediately.
Quincy walked out of the room. “Mr. Goldmann, do you want me to look into Sergio?” 1
“No. He’s not important. It wouldn’t be an issue.”
He had finally found out the whole truth about what happened six years ago.
Two days later…
Maisie and Kennedy were discussing the announcement of Soul in the office. They picked the 9th of the following month to officially announce their launch.
“Just like you said, Vaenna is just an empty shell. In recent years, they haven’t launched any new jewelry, and their funds have become stagnant. It’s not going to last long, even with Mr. Goldmann’s help.”
“It’s not going to survive even if we don’t do anything to them,” Kenny said while looking at Maisie. Maisie’s eyes darted. “Vaenna isn’t going to go far now, but I want to move my plan forward.”