"When he invested in Liora, it was a probing move. Didn''t I tell you? He came back for revenge this time, and I''m his target.
"Think about it. He needs to figure out everything about the people around me. He won''t give up on any clues. The current situation between Liora and me forces him to pay attention to her opponents. He''s afraid I might have allies, especially someone like you."
I found Atticus''s words quite reasonable. "But one thing I can''t figure out is how did he know we might have a connection?"
"That''s not hard to find out. After all, we have some apparent cooperation," Atticus said casually.
I chuckled. "True!"
"Would you and your husband join us for dinner tonight?" Atticus suggested.
"No, I can''t make it tonight. I have some supplier issues that I can''t dy. Another time, perhaps." I declined Atticus''s invitation.
I didn''t ask him how he found out about my rtionship with As. Otherwise, he wouldn''t have said, "You and your husband." These people are all sharp-minded, especially Atticus.
"How''s Bourdamun? I couldn''t make it to the groundbreaking ceremony. I heard there was quite a stir," Atticus inquired.
"Yeah, all thanks to your wife''s masterpiece." I didn''t keep it from him.
"The project is underway and going well. It just started now. Everything is smooth," I replied calmly. "Are you giving up on the Rivendell deal?"
"No, I''m not in a hurry. Let him enjoy his little victory," Atticus said, scheming.
"He hasn''t sent over the project details yet. I think he won''t easily trust anyone, especially us," I said, referring to Melvern.
"It''s a matter of time. Theter stage of the project in Operose can''t deviate from what I''m doing now. So, he will have no choice but to turn to you guys," Atticus confidently stated. "Now you sound like an aloof expert. Watch your step," I teased him.
"I''m also waiting for Liora''s final result. There''s no rush. Let him stir things up. I''m taking a break and gathering strength. Once I''m rejuvenated and he has his designs and ns in ce, what''s wrong with enjoying my sess?" Heughed contentedly.
"But I don''t know the status of the court hearing application. I haven''t had a chance to ask Adrian." I honestly admitted that I was feeling less guarded against Atticus now.
"Your call reminded me of a clue," Atticus suddenly said.
"What?" I immediately perked up.
"Matthew doesn''t know about the corner-cutting in Muborough. There''s a powerful witness," Atticus said.
I was shocked and asked hastily, "Who?"
"Arton Reese," Atticus answered without hesitation.
"Arton?" I was genuinely surprised. "How did you find out?"
"Don''t forget, I''m also part of this puzzle. After all, I exchanged Muborough''s project for Rivendell''s. That''s where my roots lie," Atticus said mysteriously, proving he was a sly fox.
"All the money Mnie got from Muborough''s materials went into Arton''s pocket. Don''t you think he''s an effective witness?" Atticus asked me
I was stunned.
It seemed like Arton could indeed be an effective witness.
"Think of a way to persuade Arton to testify in court," Atticus suggested.
"Okay, I''ll think about it."
I felt a bit numb. After a few more words, I hung up the phone.
At this moment, I truly looked at Atticus differently. He was indeed aContentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDra/ma.O(r)g!
cunning
strategist, seemingly in Rivendell, but well aware of the
situation in Foswood.
belongs to en.sw
If he could pull Arton into this, it meant he had been watching Matthew''s case all along. No wonder he got so close to me. To be honest, he was just using me.
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