A Graduation Gift novel Chapter 217

This was all the more reason why it was uncanny how they had failed to find who their rival was this time. What kind of enemy could hide itself so carefully?

Charlie strode back and forth in his office with his hands clasped behind his back. His frame gave off an oppressive air to people around him.

Then, his head shot up, and everyone held their breath at the movement. "Did you ever contact Clark?"

He suddenly asked his assistant, his eyebrows knitted in question.

"Mr. Ke, Mr. Ji has been out for quite some time now, and we couldn't contact him,"

The assistant replied carefully, his voice trembling as he watched Charlie's face warily, searching for signs of another outburst.

"This is ridiculous!" Charlie roared. "His father had entrusted the group to him, but where is he now when he is needed?"

Charlie cast a stern glance at his assistant, his frustration boiling inside him. The son of the former president fell a long way off from his expectations.

When his father passed away, Clark was next in line to his father's position. He was supposed to handle everything in the group, but he failed to act like a proper owner. This young man had never taken his job seriously, and he was nowhere to be found when something happened, not to mention being dependable enough to solve problems. Charlie was the second in command and had to clean up after his mess, taking charge of everything, bustling to and fro and bearing all hardships without any complaint.

Had Clark not been the son of the former president, he would have been thrown out long ago.

"Mr. Ke, I found something the other day. I've been wondering whether I should tell you…"

the assistant spoke in a measured voice, looking at Charlie with hesitation. From his face, Charlie had a foreboding sense that things were about to get worse.

"Hurry up!" he snapped, losing his patience. "If you feel that it's necessary, tell me now; if it's something you can take care of, then don't bother. Do I always have to do the work?"

Charlie stared at him. Yet another disappointment. His assistant had no conviction of his own. It seemed that he had wasted time in mentoring him.

"It's about Mr. Ji..." his assistant breathed out hurriedly. "I heard that he was contacting the Thai, and was having close relations to firearms merchants in Thailand recently," he finished.

The assistant stood shaking as he told Charlie what he knew, his skin pale despite the sheen of sweat covering his forehead.

Even he couldn't believe it when he heard the news. He had no idea why Clark was associated with those gangsters, and once they had established a connection with him, it would be difficult to get rid of them.

He thought of it as nothing but a rumor at first, however, he had confirmed the news again and again. Solid evidence piled up until it was impossible to deny the truth. He contacted them multiple times. With this knowledge, it was his duty to report it to Charlie.

A visible shudder swept over Charlie and he looked into the assistant's eyes. His eyes were stormy and he wore a grim expression.