"My lovely lady," Leon said with a smirk, "you know accusing someone of murder is a serious crime, right?"
Joanna shot back calmly, "Then how do you explain taking over Dave's company the moment he died? From what I've gathered, you didn't own much of the company at first, but in the three months leading up to his death, you were quietly buying up shares from other stakeholders. That's how you were able to take control so quickly."
That was information the old fisherman had tipped her off about.
Leon swirled the wine in his glass, a sly smile playing on his lips. "If I tell you the truth, would you do me a favor in return?"
"That depends on how valuable the truth is," Joanna replied coolly.
"Fair enough," Leon said, taking a sip of wine. "It was the president's order. He wanted me to
