Mr. Right, Spoil Me

Chapter 156 Overturning Investigation Results

"...Yes, President."

When Sandy hung up the phone and reported Bianca's request to meet, he heard a voice from the

inside.

"Come in."

A slightly hoarse deep voice came from the crack of the door.

Sandy rarely heard his hoarse voice.

Without hesitation, Bianca turned around and walked in.

The huge office was quiet and cold. The man sat on a black leather chair, stroked the corner of his eye

with one hand. When he heard the sound of her movement, he lifted his gaze slightly.

Unexpectedly, they stared at each other.

Bianca felt startled at heart. His eyes were too sharp and fierce, making people wish they could retreat.

"President Bask..."

She gave a cautious greeting with folded hands, acting very restrained.

Andrew glanced at her coldly, "Tell me what you saw."

The man's cyan beard stubble slightly shook when he spoke.

There was a thick black circles under his eyes, which was caused by staying up all night continuously.

He looked a bit dejected, but his dispirited and fierce look actually made the indescribable feeling

became stronger.

Some people would still be attractive even if they were feeling dejected.

Bianca looked a little obsessed. When she snapped out of it, her ears gradually turned red.

"Mr. Bask, I have seen the news these days. Others don’t know it, but I do. Sarah was involved in the

incident. That day, I went to the airport to pick up my sister, and I coincidentally saw a figure. I stared at

it and realized that she was Sarah, who gave something to another woman. Then, they talked about

something for a few minutes. In the end, the woman boarded the plane and Sarah left."

Some parts of her words caused Andrew's fingertips at the corner of his forehead to tremble slightly,

and a dark surge flit through his eyes. Bianca continued, "I was surprised at the time. I didn’t know

whether Sarah was there to send her friend away since she looked calm. Shouldn’t she smile while

saying goodbye? I was very curious because only that woman left with a smile."

"Are you sure it was Sarah?" Andrew lowered his eyes and asked her back coldly.

"Yes, it's not the first time I have seen Sarah, how could I be mistaken? Moreover, my sister saw and

confirmed that she was Sarah too."

Andrew covered his face with one hand. His rough face showed immeasurable charm with a hidden

glimpse under his eyes.

If one of them is Sarah, then the other can only be Emily...

Sarah was expressionless...

Emily was smiling...

When they were parting...

Many thoughts came into his head. Andrew looked at Bianca, "Who else was following Sarah at the

time?" Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

"There seemed to be a bodyguard." Bianca replied carefully.

"Do you remember which gate she went out from?"

"Terminal 2 airport’s gate."

Andrew rubbed his chin while narrowing his sharp eyes.

The exit road of the T2 airport was westward, and the car was abandoned in the eastern suburbs. The

inconsistent route was really ridiculous.

Bianca looked at the way Andrew was thinking, and felt that the clues she provided might be useful,

"Mr. Bask, can you promise me one thing?"

While thinking deeply, Andrew did not give any response. Bianca took the opportunity to say what’s on

her mind, "President Bask, since I have told you so much, can you... give me extra time for the

project?"

She came today for that particular purpose.

Sarah was gone, and she was the last witness. This was a heaven-sent opportunity.

When she just finished speaking, Andrew stood up all of the sudden and looked at her like he had an

instant thought of something. Bianca's heart was beating violently in fear.

He picked up the jacket, which flew and whirled in the air before landing on his body. Andrew walked

out the door, "Yes."

He went out.

Sandy didn't know what he was talking about. He couldn't help wondering about it because Andrew

unexpectedly went out this time.

"I’m heading out."

Andrew passed him after finished speaking, and disappeared in the elevator.

"What did you say to him?"

Sandy irritably and guardedly glared at Bianca, who was showed up behind him. Bianca glanced at him

coldly with no intention to reveal anything.

Bianca didn't expect that Andrew would act so quickly. In fact, none of her information was very

important. Why was he still looking for it so anxiously?

…

When he arrived at the airport, Andrew came to the T2 gate at once. As usual, there were many cars

parked there.

"Look carefully."

He ordered people to come over and he didn't believe that they wouldn’t be able to find any clue.

The bodyguards around him were all well-trained, because weak people could not become his

underling. When facing a dangerous situation, it is impossible to be too anxious to not leave any clue.

Hearing Bianca said that Sarah had one bodyguard with her, he immediately thought of something.

Sure enough, things were as he expected. A piece of torn cloth was thrown into thick grasses in the

corner, extremely hidden. It attracted his attention.

There was blood on it, and the cloth was still attached to the silk thread. By looking at it, it was clearly

dragged against someone’s will during the fight.

"Identify this. Also, investigate the material of this kind of clothing and who is using it."

Corporations would have their own production chains. Regardless of the physical appearance or

special logo, there would be a uniform.

At least, his Andrew Group had that.

Someone tried so hard to create such an accident by confusing people with the two directions, it

seemed perfectly indubitable. Moreover, that person knew that this place was out of the surveillance

range. An even more perfect thief would leave something.

Unless he hadn't done anything.

"President, look, there’s another one."

He saw a white button, which really looked like jade with its gentle appearance and glossy texture.

Andrew picked up the items collected by his entourage and observed it carefully. His indifferent gaze

flashed with intricacies.

"Did you pick this up too?"

"Yes, it's around here."

His gaze was fixed on the buttons, and he instantly remembered that when he got up that morning. He

had prepared her a large creamy white dress with four buttons on the chest...

He firmly held the button in his palm.

The search continued until night time. With the dim light on, everyone including the police, prosecutors,

forensic doctors... overturned the investigation results of the last incident and discussed its cause and

consequences again. The reporter even made another report about the discovery of the incident.