Beyond the Divorce novel Chapter 140

Chapter 140 Haven’t Heard From Him On the way to the office, I went through all of Tanum Corporation’s employees in my mind.

I didn’t believe I had made a mistake keeping a traitor in the company.

After all, those who stayed had a history with me.

I wondered who among them would conspire with Matthew.

Indeed, he was cunning as he played this endless game with me..

When I reached my office, I called Atlas.

I wanted to confirm Johnson’s information, but Atlas had already turned off his phone.

It seemed he was already on the plane.

It was just as Johnson said.

Those suppliers were causing a commotion.

Meanwhile, I stayed behind to manage the company while Ryan negotiated with those suppliers.

It gave us an advantage since Matthew was observing me, not Ryan.

Ryan left with the information I had provided, and only I knew his whereabouts.

Not even Carol knew.

There w were unfinished projects when I took over Tanum Corporation besides the ones Matthew moved.

These suppliers caused a commotion about those projects, demanding payments and creating a mess.

I ignored them while Carol and I gathered evidence on several significant suppliers.

Ivanna had been a big help again.

I even considered poaching her two assistants.

They were resourceful in discovering Matthew’s shady dealings with the suppliers over the past few years.

Externally, Tanum Corporation seemed to struggle daily.

Since the new manager was absent, I also kept a low profile.

Rumors indicated that Tanum Corporation was on the brink of collapse.

Still, I arranged for one of my former subordinates, Benjamin Smith, to oversee everything.

I even gave him a nickname, Benny.

He was loyal and meticulous in his work.

Even Stella, who often called me, hadn’t contacted me in the past few days.

These two seemed to have disappeared, and I thought Stella had also gone to Quillbrooke.

With that in mind, I called Stella.

The phone rang for a while before she finally answered.

However, she didn’t sound enthusiastic, “Ms.

Chloe, what’s up?” Hertone was casual, but she sounded absent–minded.

“Nothing in particular.

I have some free time today, so I thought I’d call you.

Do you have time? I’ll treat you to some local specialties,” I said, trying to sound pleasant.

She hesitated for a moment before replying.

“Maybe another time.

I’m not in Foswood.” I tightened my grip on my phone, realizing my suspicions might be spot–on.