At those words, Samuel cast a careful glance at Keira.
From the moment his boss got in the car, she wore an unapproachable demeanor, which kept him on edge, despite being just her driver.
He cleared his throat. "My boss is next to me. Go ahead."
The tone on the other end of the line became more respectful. "Boss, we found out that Finley Hill has been gambling all these years, losing over fifteen thousand each month. A few days ago, he was set up and lost thirty thousand dollars. The people at the casino were about to break his legs when he shouted something, and they let him go. Guess what he shouted?"
"What?"
"He said his niece was Miss Olsen!"
Keira was slightly taken aback, but she didn't take it much to heart. In the past, whenever Finley sought money from her, he would say things like, "You're Miss Olsen as well. Why don't you ask your dad for money?"
"Boss, did he come to you for the money afterward?"
