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    “I understand.” After hanging up, Corrine rushed to herputer, opening the browser to search for more details.


    The inte was flooded with reports about Jayden being taken in for questioning.


    Jayden had been a high-ranking government official for years, known for his integrity and avoidance of party struggles. The allegations of embezzlement and bribery seemed absurd.


    With the Ford family’s wealth in Lyhaton, Jayden had no need to jeopardize himself over money.


    Corrine’s face hardened, a cold, almost icy look settling over her features. Her eyes were filled with a sharp, chilling re.


    She quickly skimmed through the online reports and left the office.


    News of Jayden’s suspension and investigation was spreading fast, and the office was buzzing with gossip.


    As Corrine walked out, Natasha followed and scolded the staff sharply, “Chatting during work hours? Do you even care about your job?”


    At her words, everyone quickly scattered, hurrying back to their desks.


    Once in the car, Corrine called Jules directly.


    She asked bluntly, “Has there been any clear result from the investigation?” With something like this happening to Jayden, Jules would definitely be looking into it right away.


    There was a brief pause on the other end, and when he spoke, his voice carried a note of frustration. “My dad said the opposition came well-prepared and warned us not to interfere…”


    Before he could finish, Corrine interrupted, scoffing, “So he tells you not to get involved, and you just listen? Jules, when did you be so obedient?” Her tone was thick with sarcasm as she spoke to Jules.


    On the other end, Jules chuckled. “I can tell you still care.”


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    He paused for a moment, then added, “I’ve been looking into personnel changes over thest three months. Turns out, my dad hired three new assistants around that time. I’ll send you their details now.”


    After hanging up, Corrine received the files almost immediately.


    There were three names—none from Lyhaton, all with modest backgrounds and clean records.


    But one stood out to Corrine.


    She wasn’t sure about her spection; she knew she needed to confirm it.


    So, Corrine dialed Natasha. “Look into whether there’s a college student named Barry Perez among the people Ford Group has funded over the years.”


    Fifteen minutester, Natasha sent a message.


    It included not just basic details about Barry, but also a thorough ount of his school performance.


    Barry’s resume was clear and to the point. He had always done well in school, often winning schrships, and had earned praise from both professors and peers.


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