Chapter 1223

“Come in.”

Egan entered cautiously, ushering someone inside.

The second person kept their head down, effectively hiding their face, but there was no mistaking their frailty.

Egan gave a respectful bow. “Mr. Howe, this is the new assistant you asked me to find some time ago.”

The so-called assistant immediately stepped forward and bowed deeply in front of Alex. “Hello, Mr. Howe. My name is Beal Martin.”noveldrama

Alex glanced at him without saying anything before casting his questioning eyes at Egan.

That single, silent look spoke volumes.

Egan immediately understood. “Rest assured. Beal is a distant relative of Mrs. Howe. He comes from a long line of honest, reliable people who are discreet and quick on their toes.”

Alex raised an eyebrow at that.

His mother’s distant relative? How interesting.

Nodding lightly to signal his approval, he stood from his imposing chair and walked over.

“Beal, right? I have something for you to do. I need you to go to Howe Group’s branch office and acquire all the Wall Group shares that have been released on the market. Get as many as you can. Make sure you have them secured within the day.”

Beal kept his head down, even as he replied, “Consider it done, Mr. Howe.” After bowing one last time, he took his leave.

Alex watched him go in thoughtful silence.

Once the door clicked shut behind Beal, he turned to Egan and asked, “What’s happening with Sadie lately?”

The moment Egan heard mention of Sadie, his expression became doubly apprehensive.

His brows knitted in confusion. “According to our men, Ms. Hudson is planning to open a clinic tomorrow, apparently for someone named Stuart Lawson. They are preparing for it as we speak.”

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Stuart? Alex frowned. He vaguely remembered the name.

But why would Sadie suddenly decide to open a clinic for that man? Was there something he was unaware of?

For a long while, he paced back and forth across the living room, fidgeting with his hands.

Then he stopped short and raised his head. “We’ll head over there tomorrow.”

Egan had no idea what his boss was planning, but he bowed and said, “Understood, Mr. Howe.”

He knew better than to ask about Alex’s intentions; it wasn’t his place as a mere butler.

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