For the next two days, Nathan thoroughly investigated everyone working at the National Security Bureau, from the department heads to the cleaners, checking all information records, and dismissing anyone with suspicious intentions.
Nathan removed all the spies Norton had planted.
In addition, Nathan was preparing for the ancestral temple meeting on the third day.
Mylo, over the past few days, had been moved from a single cell to a shared one.
He had been questioned many times by Larry, who was trying to extract detailed information about the whole incident.
Eventually, Larry handed over a full confession of guilt from Mylo to Nathan.
Mylo confessed that it wasnât a coincidence that he crashed into the car driven by Nathanâs parents.
He knew beforehand they would pass through that road, so he intentionally took a detour to create the accident.
He deliberately drank a little alcohol so that he would not bear the responsibility.
And he even tried to drag Jeff into the problem as his scapegoat.
Norton could not accept that a car accident took the lives of his eldest sonâs family and implicated his other two sons.
He would have lost all his three sons on that day, but he decided to hide the truth in order to protect the two sons who were alive.
Nathan understood Nortonâs choice.
But understanding didnât mean forgiving.
That accident took his parentsâ lives and the chance to experience parental love.
There was no possibility of him letting the culprit off the hook.
As these thoughts swirled in his mind, Nathan sat in his office at the National Security Bureau, examining the evidence files Larry had organized.
He made a backup copy to be presented at the ancestral temple meeting the next day.
âYou have been doing a great job recently, and Iâm impressed.
Do you need some time off?â Nathan inquired.
Larryâs handsome face lit up with a bright smile.
He scratched the back of his head, feeling a bit embarrassed.
âNo need for a break.
Doing more for the bureau makes life more fulfilling.
Besides, Iâd just be spending my break alone, which isnât much fun.
â
Nathan asked, âYouâre turning twenty-five this year, right?â
âYeah.
Why do you ask about my age, Mr.
Payne?â
âYou should consider finding someone to date.
Look at Sonny and Lonnie, theyâre off the market now, while youâre still single.
You are not getting any younger, you know.
â
Larryâs expression turned awkward at Nathanâs words.
âYouâre making me sound very old.
â
Larry was squirming in his seat, unable to shake the feeling of inevitability that even at work, he couldnât escape the pressure to get married.
Worse yet, the one pressing him was his intimidating boss.
How was he supposed to handle that?
âWhy donât you say anything? Cat got your tongue? Have you been following Sonny around lately?â Nathan challenged.