Chapter 430
Thea Stanton continued, “An hour before Celeste Carlyle’s death, Silas Mercer took a phone call and left the room. It was a long time before he returned, and when he did, he was acting completely off p>
Sienna Sloan frowned. “Someone was directing him p>
“Highly likely,” Thea replied immediately. “I still managed to track down the address of Silas’s hometown. His wife, child, and parents are all in Cloudport. This just happened, so we need to strike while the iron is hot. He couldn’t have gone far p>
Sienna closed her laptop and shut her eyes.
She wanted to head to Cloudport to investigate, but she had another lead on her hands.
The mastermind behind the money-laundering account Maloney Sterling had given her was located in Zurich.
She had originally planned to fly to Zurich first thing tomorrow morning, but with Celeste’s incident suddenly interrupting, she had to choose one.
Ultimately, she decided to split her forces.
Her operative, Quincy, would take a team to Zurich, while she and Alister would stay in the country to track down Silas.
“Quincy,” Sienna called him in overnight. “Once you get to Zurich, don’t alert the enemy. There is definitely someone behind that account. It would be best if you can find them, but if you can’t, it doesn’t matter. Safety is the top priority p>
“Yes, Ms. Sloan p>
Quincy nodded and immediately got to work.
Sienna didn’t waste any time either. At the crack of dawn, she led her people toward Cloudport.
Just as Thea had said, it was early, and they needed to strike while the iron was hot.
But to her surprise, when she opened the door, Jarred Sterling was standing right there.
He wore a dark gray trench coat and held a set of car keys, looking as if he was heading out on a long trip.
Seeing Sienna’s backpack, he raised an eyebrow. “Where are you going p>
“None of your business p>
“Cloudport p>
Sienna paused for a moment. She looked up and met his gaze with a cold stare. “Are you wiretapping me p>
“Dr. Mercer was the exclusive doctor assigned to Celeste by the detention center. He signed the death certificate, and he was the one treating Celeste’s legs p>
Jarred leaned against the doorframe, his tone casual. “I don’t need to wiretap you to know you’d be going to Cloudport p>
He suddenly took a step forward, closing the distance between them until she could smell his faint, distinct scent.
“I’ll go with you p>
“No need.” Sienna took a step back. “I don’t need you p>
Jarred wanted to say something more, but Sienna had already bypassed him and headed downstairs.
The black SUV quickly drove out of the residential complex.
Alister looked at the relentlessly pursuing car in the rearview mirror and hurriedly reported Ms. Sloan, Jarred seems to be tailing us.
“Lose him.” Sienna’s expression was icy. “He definitely isn’t coming to help. We have to find Silas before he does p>
“Understood p>
Alister nodded and, sure enough, quickly shook off the car behind them.
Cloudport was about a four or five-hour drive from the Capital.
To save time, Sienna and her team took the old country road.
Although the road was rough, it cut the distance by two-thirds.
Halfway there, Sienna received a call from Quincy.
“Ms. Sloan, based on the information, we successfully traced a long-running, covert private account. The account owner is none other than Celeste. Even after she Supposedly passed away from her illness, the account continues to have multiple large, suspicious transfers moving in and out. frequently. The cash flow has never stopped p>
Sienna knew it. Someone was definitely providing financial support to Celeste.
Otherwise, relying purely on embezzling from the Sterlings, her arrogant behavior would have been discovered ages ago.
Moreover, if she was dead, why was her account still active?
Didn’t that just prove her death was faked!
As Quincy spoke, he immediately sent Sienna a message.
Sienna opened it. It was a transaction record, and the IP addresses for all the transfer operations were pinpointed right the Capital
“Did you find the person operating behind the scenes?” Sienna asked.