Love You Can’t Say

She nodded, looked at me and said, “By the way, someone on my side checked it out and found that Sam’s wife has been a stay-at-home mom for the past few years. She basically has no time and ability to operate a large-scale farm. In fact, this farm is just a hill that Sam bought for more than $100, 000 in a remote village. He put some chickens in it and asked a local man to look after it. They have barely managed it for decades.”

I thought I knew what she meant. The breeding company was a gimmick and probably had no revenue at all. And the company’s accounts are full of transactions between Sam and these businessmen.”

No wonder Link never found anything after all this time. Sam really made a good move!

After a pause, I looked over at her. “Is there a Luna’s transfer on this company’s account?”

Jackie shook her head. “No, Luna has always been very careful. Her company has no reason to work with a farming company, so all her transfers were made through Andy!”

“In what name did Andy transfer the money to Sam?” Andy worked for an audit company. Although they could have contact with all the companies, they transferred money out, not in. Was it appropriate for an audit firm to make payments to a breeding company?

“That’s what I was thinking at first, but then I looked it up and found out Andy owns a frozen bushmeat market. In this way, no matter how much capital interaction they have, they are all normal transactions demanded by markets, and they are all reasonable and legal.”

Wow!

A man who did not know the ins and outs of this affair could not find out anything at all. Even now, knowing what was going on, it was going to be hard to convict Sam. These were, after all, seemingly sensible deals.

I had no idea what to do now. Even if I told Link about it, there was no way to directly incriminate Luna.

She paused at my frown. “You could start with Andy. He’s not as loyal to Luna as he seems. Plus, it looks like there’s a third party involved, and someone might be trying to pull Luna down.”NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

“A third party?” I couldn’t help but wonder, “Who else did Luna have a beef with?”

“I don’t know,” she said, shrugging her shoulders. But I recently noticed that it looks like someone dug up some of Luna’s racy videos from her younger days, and there’s a lot of them. There are a lot of people involved. By the way, Sam’s wife would be a good target. You won’t be able to find money, but you might be able to find something else.”

I nodded, collected all the information she had given me and looked at her. “Thank you for this.”

“You’re welcome,” she said, smiling and taking a sip of her coffee. “You helped me with Steven and I help you with this. It’s a basic contract.”

Seeing her so, I said nothing more. We had a casual conversation, and then she left.

I got back to the villa a little late and was surprised to see Olivia as an uninvited guest.

She and Yara seemed to have a good time chatting over tea in the lobby.

When she saw me, Yara smiled and waved at me. “Clara, you’re back! Olivia and I were just talking about you!”

I frowned. It was uncomfortably hypocritical.

Olivia wore an ethnic white cotton dress with her hair pulled up, making her look youthful and girly.

“Clara, you’re home,” she said, smiling when she saw me. “It’s cold outside. Come and have a hot cup of tea with us!”

I pursed my lips and looked at them with no expression on my face. “No, I’m good. You guys go on. I’m gonna have a rest.”

“Don’t rush off, Sweet. Come and sit with us for a while. I’ve been running around Gibsons’ all these years, and I’ve never sat down and talked to anyone like this, so it just so happens everyone’s here, so why don’t you join us?”

Sometimes I admired Yara for her hypocrisy, she could really can go with the flow.

Since she said so, I had no reason to refuse, so I walked to the sitting-room and sat down.

As Yara made tea and Olivia smiled, the scene was eerily harmonious at first glance.

It was as if the three of us were supposed to be good friends, but only we knew otherwise.

After making tea, Yara said softly, “The most classic part of the tea ceremony is to smell the aroma. But people today are impatient and often forget this step. Let’s take our time today. Smell the teacup. Does it smell good? This is ten years old tea, no matter how rich you are, it is difficult to buy such a good tea!”

I had no interest in the tea ceremony, so I slowly held the cup and smelled it. It smelled good, but it was late at night. Was it ok to drink tea at midnight?

Olivia was elegant and smiled as she sniffed at the teacup, “This tea is really excellent. I just smelled it and it’s already intoxicating. I’m starting to look forward to it.”

Yara smiled, divided cups of tea, and said gracefully, “Please taste it!”

I just took a sip and stopped. Olivia laughed. “This is really good tea!”

I admired them both for their leisure and elegance at midnight tea.

Seeing that I was only taking a sip, Yara said, “Don’t you like it?”

I shook my head and said lightly, “No, it’s just that I’m not used to drinking tea at night, and if I drink too much, I won’t be able to fall asleep!”

She nodded and laughed. “How about something else?”

I shook my head and refused, “No, it’s late. You continue to drink, I’ll go upstairs to rest.”

The engine stalled outside the yard. “Sounds like Dennis,” Yara said with a smile.

As soon as she finished, Dennis came in with the car keys, put them on the shoe counter, and looked up.

When he saw Olivia, he frowned and said nothing, but gave me a clear look and said, “Have you had dinner yet?”

I nodded and prepared to go upstairs.

He walked so fast that he caught up with me after I had walked a few steps. He put his arm around me and said, “What did you do today? Anything interesting you want to talk about?”

I shook my head, feeling faint.

“Dennis!” Suddenly Olivia’s soft voice came out.

Dennis looked at her and said flatly, “It’s getting late. Aren’t you going to get some rest, Miss Pearson?”

That was a pretty obvious way to get rid of a guest.

Olivia blanched for a moment and whispered, “When I got here…”

She seemed embarrassed to say it, but Yara said, “Olivia came without a driver. She came with me. It was very late now, and it was not safe for her to go back alone by a girl, so let her stay and go back tomorrow.”