Predestined Marriage

Chapter 1638: Carl's Soft Underbelly

Carl thought about it and walked out.

Just as he was about to reach the door, Jessica's voice came from behind him, "You're busy with your

work. Don't come to see me. I'm fine. Don't worry." Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

Carl stood by the door for a moment. He did not say anything, nor did he turn around. Then he left.

Carl drove to the company. Kalyan was waiting in his office.

"Mr. Carl."

Carl sat down. Kalyan placed an urgent document in front of him. It needed Carl to sign right now.

Carl signed and threw the pen aside. He was slightly absent-minded. After a while, he raised his head

and asked Kalyan, "How is the investigation on the drama stage?"

"There were some problems with the organizer. Everything was fine during the rehearsal. But someone

suggested that the stage was not strong enough. Then the organizer found someone to reorganize the

stage. The stage was outsourced and I found that company."

Kalyan suddenly paused.

Carl frowned slightly, "Go on."

"One of the people in that company resigned after reorganizing the stage." Kalyan carefully looked at

Carl, "We haven't found that person."

Kalyan said the last sentence in a low voice.

He glanced at Carl, then lowered his head and remained silent.

...

Carl smashed his fist on the table.

Kalyan was mentally prepared, but he was still shocked by the noise.

They hadn't found that person now. But it was enough to say that Jessica's accident was intentionally

done.

Carl didn't know who this person was coming for.

He was not simple if he came for Carl.

He knew Carl's soft underbelly.

His soft underbelly was Jessica.

Carl remained silent for a long time and asked, "Is it related to Sivan?"

Jessica had few enemies.

Sivan was one of them.

Sivan was dead. But those rich men behind her might want to avenge her.

Of course, it was very unlikely.

Despite that, facts were needed to rule out this possibility.

"It has nothing to do with her," Kalyan said with certainty.

Sivan was not bad-looking, but in the entertainment industry, her appearance was nothing.

Those rich men behind her also didn't have much money or power. Such people were easy to

investigate.

Kalyan had checked it out and was sure that it had nothing to do with them.

"Continue to check." Carl said in a gloomy tone, "Find that person no matter what means you use!"

"Yes." Kalyan didn't say anything else.

"Go out." Carl waved his hand, signaling for him to leave.

Kalyan stepped out. After a while, he returned with the medicine in his hand.

Carl punched fiercely just now and his hand was bleeding. The wound needed to be cleaned.

Carl glanced at him, "That's not serious."

Kalyan sighed, "It's better to disinfect the cut. It's not good for Miss Jessica to see it."

Carl looked at his bloody hand. After a moment of silence, he slowly said, "Then bandage it up better."

Kalyan didn't know what to say.

He didn't think that it needed bandaging.