âItâs⦠the Quills of Capitus.â
Bradley raised an eyebrow in confusion. âQuills? What Quills of Capitus?â
He had no grudges or disputes with the Quills of Capitus, so why were they targeting him?
âAccording to my sources, our projects are facing so many obstacles because the Quills of Capitus are behind it!â an executive said.
Bradley furrowed his brow, his sharp gaze fixed on the floor-to-ceiling window of his office. There was a significant distance between him and the Quills. They had never crossed paths, so why would they come after him?
âWho is the current head of the Quills?â Bradley asked.
The executives and managers exchanged glances.
Bradley missed the seamless cooperation he had with Cole. Bradley wouldnât have had to deal with these incompetent people if Cole hadnât been in the accident. It showed the importance of having a competent CEO assistant.
âIâll look into it.â
The managers took out their phones and began searching for the current head of the Quills. Amidst the possibility of the Warner Group going bankrupt, Bradley took the time to create an official social media account in his name.
His first post on the account offered a substantial reward.
[Bradley Warner: Anyone providing information about my wife, Esther Quill, will receive a reward of $15,000. If the address is provided, a reward of $1,500,000 will be given! If you can bring Esther back to me, I will reward you with $15,000,000 in cash.]
As soon as Bradleyâs post went live, netizens swarmed it. Some jokingly remarked that the opportunity to get rich overnight was right in front of them and shouldnât be missed. However, others in the financial and business industries pointed out that if things continued. like this, the Warner Group would face bankruptcy, and Bradleyâs rewards were merely empty promises.
An online commotion ensued among netizens. Serious comments, sarcastic remarks, informative insights, and even those who enjoyed the chaos flooded the discussion.
Bradleyâs name became an instant trending topic.
The netizens eagerly delved into past rumors, and some kind-hearted individuals even tagged Jasper to draw attention to Bradleyâs post.
Bradley skimmed through the comments section, but no one provided any information about Esther. He firmly believed that Esther wouldnât seek death. The cunning woman must have found a way to escape the sea.
âMr. Warner, the current head of the Quills is Oliver Quill, and here is his contact information, someone said.
Bradley furrowed his brow slightly and asked in surprise, âOliver Quill?â
âYes!â
The name sounded familiar to Bradley, but he couldnât recall where he had heard it before.
âMr. Warner, if I may, Mrs. Warnerâs surname is also Quill. Could she be an heiress of the Quill family?â
an executive voiced his doubt.
Another executive chimed in. âThatâs impossible. How could Mr. Anstey afford to adopt her if she were from the Quills? Moreover, given the news from five years ago, the Quills couldnât be unaware if she were their descendant.â
âGive me the phone number.â Bradley took out his phone and dialed Oliverâs number directly. The first call went unanswered. After waiting for five minutes, Bradley dialed Oliver again.
âBradley Warner.â Oliverâs voice came through from the other end of the line, and Bradley finally remembered where he had seen Oliver before.
âWhere have you hidden Esther?â Bradley asked.