[Daniel's Office]
"As expected, Boss, Mr. Bennett is trying to trace which investor Mr. Smith partnered with," Henry reported, watching closely for a reaction.
But Daniel gave none. He didn't move. Didn't speak. His gaze seemed fixed on nothing at all.
Henry's brows furrowed. Boss… zoning out? I've never seen him this distracted.
Then a thought struck, and he almost snorted. Heh. Must be the effect of marriage.
His silent laugh died in his throat the second Daniel's sharp eyes flicked to him.
"What?"
"N-Nothing!" Henry straightened like a rod, face pale. Can he read my mind? Oh God, of course he can.
Daniel didn't pursue it. His voice returned to its cool authority. "Make sure Hugo finds nothing. I want him to burn through every resource he's been secretly hoarding to leech money. Starve him out until he's desperate."
"Yes, Boss."
Dismissed, Henry left, and the room returned to silence.
But Daniel's mind refused to be still.
