Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover novel Chapter 673

It turned out to be a USB drive.

With a metal chain attached, it was made to look like a keychain. However, Jonathan quickly saw through its secret. With a flick of his finger, a USB connector appeared.

“Hmph!”

Snorting, Jonathan returned to his house with the USB drive in hand.

He felt that it might be a political foe attempting to send a poison-pen letter anonymously.

After all, it wasn’t the first time something of that sort happened.

Therefore, when Jonathan slot the USB drive into his computer, Fabian didn’t mind it at all.

Soon, the contents of the drive showed up on the screen. When Jonathan saw that the Jadesons were listed in it, he froze. It even included how they misused their authority for their own interest. Furthermore, it accused them of using their power to destroy innocent families.

Jonathan’s expression was animated as he went through the contents.

“Old Mr. Jadeson, are you done?”

Fabian couldn’t help but ask from outside as he too was interested to take a look.

However, what happened next shocked him. Not only did Jonathan not allow him to enter, but a loud bang was also heard and a bullet came flying out.

Coincidentally, the coffee cup he had beside him was blasted into pieces.

“Ah!”

Fabian was scared out of his wits.

Holy cow! This must be something serious. When was the last time the old man pulled out a gun?

By the time Sebastian received news that Calvin had failed, he had holed up in Havenhall for the last two days.

“Mr. Hayes, now that Calvin has failed, what are we going to do next? Tristan knows that we are in Jadeborough and is searching all the entertainment centers. I’m afraid he will find us sooner or later.”

When Karl heard the news, he began to worry.

However, Sebastian was in a sea of calm. Lighting a cigarette in nonchalance, he took a puff before asking, “Where’s Calvin? Is he all right?”

“He’s fine. All he has was some scrapes. However, he didn’t manage to hand it to the president. I’m worried-”

“Didn’t you say Calvin dropped the package in the White House? What are you worried about then? Someone would pick it up, wouldn’t they? Or perhaps, Alfred White isn’t as capable as these people.”

Sebastian laughed.

Under the dim lights of the private room, Sebastian’s insidious smile made him look like a madman.