Revenge is best served cold novel Chapter 145

Eric smiled after hanging up the phone. "The supplier you've been looking for is at my company right now."

He said it so casually, almost like he was talking about what he had for dinner today. But his words hit me like a thunderclap, reverberating between us. I looked up at him in shock, my heart skipping a beat. "How do you know?"

I had thought that my investigation with Levi was moving quickly. I didn't want to stir the pot too much, but even so, I knew I wasn't nearly as efficient as Eric.

Eric noticed the discouragement in my eyes and calmly instructed the driver to head back to the company. He then turned to comfort me with a smile. "It was just a coincidence, really. I figured you'd be following the production line, so I tried a different angle. This way, the investigation can be more efficient."

He paused for a moment, then added, "But the boss is very cautious. It took a few days for my people to finally catch him."

His tone was light, but I could sense the difficulty behind his words.

I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement, and I looked at him with a thousand questions swirling in my mind. Ultimately, I parted my lips, but nothing came out.

Eric seemed to understand what I wanted to say. Smiling, he gently placed his warm fingers over my lips. I could feel the touch of his fingertips.

"If you're about to thank me, don't bother," he said with a helpless smile. "It's like you're a broken record, and I don't want that."

His gaze met mine, and the playful glint in his eyes sent a jolt through me. I instinctively moved back.

Eric's hand retracted, and he lowered his gaze, his expression tinged with a trace of regret.

"I…" I bit my lip, not wanting the atmosphere to turn awkward.

I quickly stepped in, trying to avoid a confrontation. "Enough, you two. We have more important things to do."

Eric made a zipper motion over his lips at my words and obediently stopped talking.

Levi opened his mouth again but was immediately silenced by my sharp look. He quieted down instantly, looking like a chastised child.

At that moment, the raw materials supplier, Brock Vance, was locked inside a conference room. The soundproofing in the room was so good that I didn't hear anything until I pushed the door open and caught his shouting.

"Hurry up and let me go! Do you guys know this is illegal? You'd better release me right now, or I'll make sure none of you can get away with this!"

Eric raised an eyebrow, walked over calmly, and then slammed Brock's head onto the table in one swift motion. "You want to see the police? Don't worry. Once we're done with you, we'll make sure to send you straight to them."