Chapter 401
Frank got up and walked to his desk, saying in a low voice, “Eat it somewhere else. You annoyed me.”
Hearing that, Gary picked up the box and walked towards another desk not far from him.
“Well, I will lose my appetite if I see your gloomy face,” Gary said angrily as he walked. Frank frowned
slightly and made a phone call.
“Edwin, I want a cup of coffee without sugar!”
“Yes!” Frank frowned. It was enough to have an uninteresting friend like Gary, but Edwin was the same.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtFrank sighed, turned on his computer, and began to work. He hadn’t been in the office for two days, and
now he had a lot of work to do.
Frank felt so tired.
Taking Judy and Lucas home, Frank could cultivate his successor. Then he would have more time to be
with Judy. Frank was happy when he thought of it. Not long later, Edwin came in with a cup of coffee and
a straight face. He placed the coffee in front of Frank elegantly. Frank looked up at him and asked, “I
heard from Gary that you have been investigating the people who have been secretly helping us. Have
you found out what they are?” “No,” Edwin responded calmly.
“Can’t you even find the address?” Frank was quite puzzled. Edwin had received special training. If even
Edwin couldn’t find out who those people were, it meant that they were more powerful than Edwin. As
Frank picked up the coffee, Edwin casually said, “I found an overseas address, but it might be fake. And
the address of the virus that attacked the news agency was at Judith’s.” Frank, who had just taken a sip
of the coffee, was so shocked that he spat the coffee out. Frank, who had never lost his composure like
this, felt embarrassed. He placed the cup on his desk back. Frank raised his head to look at Edwin and
asked word by word, “Edwin, tell me, where is the address?” Edwin remained expressionless as he said,
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“At Judith’s.” “Are you sure?” Frank lost his cool.
Judy was at the company at that time, and her computer technology would not be better than Edwin’s.
Edwin narrowed his eyes and said, “Yes. I feel it is strange, too. But I met someone when I was reading
at the bookstore yesterday.”
“Who was it?” Frank was anxious.
Edwin liked to keep others in suspense.
Frank was vexed that Edwin didn’t say it all at once.
“Judith’s son.” “What?” Frank was confused. “Why is my son involved in this?” Frank wondered.
“Which one?” Frank could not help but ask.
“Can’t tell,” Edwin answered honestly. Frank resisted the urge to get angry. He carefully thought about it
and remembered that Emily and Lucas went to the bookstore yesterday, which meant that the person
Edwin met at the bookstore wa