The Contract Said No Strings Attached (Charlotte) novel Chapter 521

“Yes, sir,” the driver replied, immediately pulling the car over.

Dylan got out and walked slowly toward the crowd.

He was tall and imposing, exuding a powerful aura that made people unconsciously clear a path for him, their eyes all fixed on him.

As he got closer, he could hear Gordon shouting at the top of his lungs, “Daughter, come out here! You can't do this to me...”

Dylan’s brow furrowed even more deeply.

As Gordon was yelling, he suddenly spotted Dylan and lit up as if he’d seen his savior.

He struggled even more violently, shouting excitedly at Dylan, “Mr. Austin, you’re my daughter’s boss, right?”

Dylan frowned, wondering how this man knew who he was.

His gaze fell on Gordon, sizing him up from head to toe.

The man was dressed shabbily and had a scruffy beard; he looked completely down on his luck.

Just as the security guards were about to drag Gordon into a car, Dylan stepped forward and stopped them. Then he walked up to Gordon and asked coldly, “Who is your daughter?”

Gordon grinned. “My daughter? Rebecca, of course.”

Dylan’s eyes turned cold. He gave the guards a look. “Take him away.”

Just as he thought, a lunatic causing a scene.

He knew for a fact that Rebecca's father was George Thomson, not this slovenly, unreasonable man in front of him.

He guessed the man had somehow learned about his connection to Rebecca and was here to stir up trouble.

But Gordon began to struggle again, continuing to shout, “Am I wrong? My daughter is your secretary, and you two have a sordid affair going on! Are you not afraid I’ll expose you to everyone?”

At his words, the surrounding crowd started whispering amongst themselves.

And he said his daughter was his secretary?

What was all this about?

Dylan felt a bit muddled.

However, once he was back in his office, Dylan quickly immersed himself in his work, temporarily forgetting the incident.

It wasn't until Director Porter came in to report on work that the matter resurfaced. Porter kept glancing at him, looking like he was hesitating to speak, which made Dylan frown. “Is there something else you want to say?”

Director Porter hemmed and hawed, seemingly debating whether to bring it up.

Finally, he summoned his courage and said, “Sir, Raina was being blackmailed this morning. A man was demanding money from her at the company entrance.”

Dylan looked up, a flicker of surprise in his eyes. “You’re saying that man was demanding money from Raina?”