Chapter 387


    The following day, Xavier hurriedly knocked on Jasper’s office door at the Beckett Group, announcing.”


    Mr. Beckett, you wanted me to look into-Argh!”


    Xavier trailed off with a scream. It was toote to stop Jasper, who was seated on the table and


    casually lifting a pastry out of the dirty box.


    With a satisfied crunch, Jasper took a massive bite of the pastry and scrunched up his eyes in


    enjoyment.


    “Oh god! How could you eat the food you picked from the trashcan?” Xavier warned him.


    “Only the box is dirty. The pastries are fine,” Jasper replied nonchntly as he took another bite.


    The pastries tasted delightful, but too bad they weren’t for him.


    Bitterness welled up inside him. He had once been dismissive of Alyssa’s daily efforts in crafting these


    desserts. Now, he found himself rummaging through the trash can just to get a taste. How did he get to


    this point?


    “Go ahead. How’s the investigation?” Jasper put away the remaining pastries and questioned leisurely.


    “Ahem. After using both carrots and sticks, the owner of the verified ount offered up an important


    clue!


    “Don’t beat around the bush.”


    “He said he received the photos of the wedding venue through an anonymous message. He imed he


    was only a messenger who had no idea about the leaker.”


    “How did you spend your free time?” Jasper looked up coldly.


    “Huh?” Xavier was taken aback.


    “You don’t seem to have made any progress. All you’ve managed to gather is nonsense,” Jasper


    chastised


    him, “Is this the clue you’ve got? You haven’t even figured out the culprit. I think we should give out


    your


    bonus to those who need it more.”


    “Hold on! I have received the ount of the leaker, but I didn’t have time to look into it because I’m


    here


    reporting to you! I’ll work on it now!” Xavier paled at the threat of a bonus deduction as he was saving


    up.


    “Give me that ount. I’ll handle it myself,” Jasper beckoned.


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    “I-It’s not a big deal. You don’t have to-”


    Surprisingly, everyone collectively volunteered to cancel their break to work and make up for the loss.


    When everyone left the meeting, Sean closed the door after checking that no one was out there.


    “Ms. Alyssa, why didn’t you mention the mole in the meeting?” He frowned puzzledly. “If you put


    pressure on them, I could catch their expressions. We might find out who the mole is.”


    “Tsk. You’re naive.” She rested her hand on the leather armrest and swiveled her chair. “The news has


    already spread. The culprit must have expected me to bring it up in the meeting. But I chose not to. I


    even pretended not to care, just to unsettle them.”


    Sean was amused by Alyssa’s unconventional ideas.


    ey wanted.


    “Since the leak has happened, there is no point pressuring the culprit. They have gotten what they


    A cunning gleam sparkled in her eyes. “We need to trick them into putting down their guard, thinking


    that the storm has passed. Then, we’ll set the bait.”


    “I’ll check the surveince footage for any suspects near the wedding venue. I’ll also investigate the


    ount that leaked the photos to gather some information on the leaker!”


    Alyssa narrowed her eyes. “Sure. Go.”