Chapter 2585
The First Heir
Back at Fennelâs private manor, Steven and the rest had been waiting for a while.
âStrategist, when will the boss return? Does he need our help? I say we should just rush over!â
Hans was as anxious as a cat on a hot tin roof. The Strategist stood in the hall with his hands behind
his back, and his eyes were unfathomable. He looked at Georgina who was sitting on the sofa fiddling
with the computer and asked, âHave you hacked your way in?â
Georgina said solemnly, âItâs a little difficult. The core firewall of the Lovelace family is built by three
computer experts and isnât something that can be cracked in a short time. However, Iâve already
cracked the firewall of their laboratory. The research materials about Miss Johnston will be sorted out
immediately.â
After Georgina finished speaking, several guards rushed in from the door and said with a bow,
âStrategist, the four bases of the Lovelace family are all empty as if they knew we would go over.
Moreover, they were full of mine traps. If not for our quick reflexes, Iâm afraid our squads would have
been wiped out.â
Hearing this, the Strategist frowned and paced back and forth in the hall.
No one was there?
How could that be?
Was there a leak?
Could there be a traitor in the Hall of the Sun?
The Strategistâs cold eyes swept over everyone present before they fell on Steven. Without the need to
speak, Hans rushed over, grabbed Steven by the collar, and shouted coldly, âDamn you, did you leak
the information? Good for you, Steven! I already knew you were up to no good! Itâs too bad that the
boss still trusts you, damn it!â
With that said, Hans pulled out a gun from his waist and placed it between Stevenâs brows.
Steven got a fright and explained, âNo, Iâm not a traitor! I didnât leak the information! I was the one who
told you the information in the first place! Youâve misunderstood!â
âBullsh*t! All Westerners are liars! Iâm not going to believe you!â
Hans roared in anger. Seeing that he was about to make a move, the Strategist said grimly, âHans,
thatâs enough. Let go of Viscount Steven!â
âBut Strategist, heâ¦â
Hans wanted to explain, but the Strategist glared at him coldly.
Hans let go in a huff and pushed Steven away.
The Strategist smiled and said, âViscount Steven, I hope you donât mind. Hans has a violent temper.
We arenât doubting you, but I just want to know who gave you this information in the first place.â
Steven tugged at his collar and said with a frown, âMy informant told me.â
The Strategist nodded and said, âPlease contact this informant now, Viscount Steven.â
Steven was stunned and said, âDo you suspect him?â
Before he finished speaking, Steven quickly took out his mobile phone and dialed a number, but the
call went unanswered.
âF*ck!â Steven was not an idiot and instantly understood. He smashed his phone angrily.
The Strategist did not say anything. Nothing could be done about this matter now.
At this time, Georgina exclaimed, âStrategist, I found three copies of Miss Johnstonâs memory chip!â
Coincidentally, Philip and Fennel walked in from the door at this moment.
âThree copies?â Philip asked aloud.
Georgina nodded and said, âYes, Mr. Clarke. Following the clue you provided, I hacked into the server
of the Lovelace familyâs research institute and discovered that they are keeping three copies of Miss
Johnstonâs memory chip. If two copies have been destroyed as you mentioned, there should be one
more copy!â
âWhere is it?â Philip asked.
Georgina looked at the data and said, âIn the Lovelace family! The real one!â