Clement entered the dazzling Maserati after glancing at me coldly.
The chauffeur, who was also looking at me, then closed the passenger door before getting into the driver's seat.
Seeing the car disappear into the distance, I frowned slightly. It is time to take action.
Setting aside how Clement would deal with me, I would never let him off the hook based on his little stunt on me back at Carlton.
There was also Howard, who was easier to deal with than Clement. It would be better to finish him off first or collect some information from him.
On the way home, I called Matthew and asked how the investigation on Clement was going.
As I was preoccupied with searching for a house these two days, I had almost forgotten about this.
Matthew informed me that he had paid a 2,500-dollar deposit
