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Chapter 721 Email

This means that Anton and the two deputy directors are the most suspicious, especially Anton.

Old Wilson took it, put it beside him, and told his secretary, "Go and retrieve Anton's personal information and print out two copies."

"Yes."

Old Wilson looked at Yan Huai, "Anton should have been with you for several years, right? How much do you know about him and his family?"

Albert and George pricked up their ears and listened carefully.

Yan Huai thought for a moment and said, "He has been with me for five years. He is 31 years old this year, unmarried, and from a single-parent family. I remember that he once asked me to borrow money last year, saying that his mother was hospitalized for heart disease, and all his salary over the years was spent on medical treatment. Because of his dedication to his work, I went to visit his mother and helped him submit an application to the foundation, which was approved. As for the current situation, I am not sure."

The person in charge of the foundation was Aunt Amelie, and she immediately asked her secretary to get her laptop.

After getting the computer, Amelie opened a certain software, searched inside, and said, "Anton's mother had just had a first-stage operation not long ago, using a special fund for heart disease, and will have a second stage next month."

The page also contains basic information about Anton's mother, which Amelie sent to George and Albert.

In a few minutes, the secretary brought Anton's information and handed it to Albert and George respectively.

Alan returned to the conference room, "Anton is already waiting next door."

Old Wilson looked at Albert and George and said, "Get ready and go over there."

After Albert and George left, Old Wilson looked at everyone and said, "The meeting is suspended until there is a result. If you have something to do, go and do it first. If you are willing to wait, you can wait here for the result. Caesar, you stay here until the result comes out."

"Yes."

The directors looked at each other and started talking about other things, but no one left.

Next door meeting room

Anton sat anxiously in a chair at the end of the long table, like a prisoner awaiting sentencing.

Seeing Albert and George coming in, he swallowed hard and greeted them.

Albert pulled out a chair and sat down.

George was looking at the information in his hand, thinking about how to start his speech, when he suddenly heard Albert come straight to the point, "Anton, I heard that your mother has a bad heart and is receiving treatment in the hospital. Is that true?"

Anton's pupils shrank suddenly, and he nodded nervously, "Yes, it was Director Caesar who directed me to the foundation."

"Your mother just had the first stage of surgery, and will have the second stage next month?"

"How do you know?!" Anton asked in shock.

Albert had leaned over the table, and moved his face so close to Anton that he could smell his breath. "Someone has seen you interacting with the technical officer of Ryan Technology. Now tell me, was it you who sold the Hawkeye Project to Ryan Technology?"

"Before you answer, use your brain and think about your mother. If you don't want others to know, then don't do it yourself."

"...Yes...it's me." Anton seemed deflated, his voice as thin as a mosquito.

Now that they have already suspected him, it is only a matter of time before they get the evidence.

George looked at Anton in shock.

This...are you admitting it now?

Before coming in, George had already prepared himself for Anton to deny it to the death, and felt that this matter would be difficult.

Even if they cut off Anton's second phase of charity funds, Ryan Technology must have promised Anton expensive benefits to support Anton's mother's second phase of surgery.

Unexpectedly, Anton admitted it so quickly!

"Why did you leak the secrets? What conditions did the people from Ryan Technology promise you?!"

George immediately turned on the recorder.

Anton suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashing with strange determination: "I was instructed by Director Caesar!"

The air seemed to freeze in an instant.

George's recorder clattered to the table.

"You better know what you're talking about!"

As Caesar is the heir to the family, leaking the secret would do him no good but only harm. How could he do such a thing?

"Of course I know what I'm talking about. I couldn't believe it at first, but he really asked me to do this. My mother is going to have a second surgery soon, and I can't take the blame for him!" Anton shouted emotionally.

George didn't believe it. "Then tell me, why did he leak the confidential documents? What's the benefit for him to do so?"

"I don't know. I was also surprised when he asked me to do this, but I thought he was just setting a trap for the other party. I didn't expect it to be real!"

Albert said, "Do you have any evidence?"

"I have an email!" Anton took out his phone tremblingly. "He gave me instructions via an encrypted email... I... I secretly made a backup..."

When Anton found the backup interface, George snatched the phone and saw the content on the screen. His blood froze in an instant.

The instructions were indeed issued from Caesar's private email address, which asked Anton to go to a certain hotel to meet someone at a certain time and print out the attached documents and hand them over to the other party.

Albert took the phone from George and checked it again and again to make sure it was not a fake.

"Caesar is in the next conference room right now. Do you dare to confront him?"

"Albert!" George exclaimed, grabbing Albert's arm, "What do you want to do?"

"Of course we have to find out the truth!" Albert replied righteously. "Now that everyone is here, we can serve as witnesses. If Anton fabricates evidence and makes false accusations, Caesar will certainly refute him. If it is really Caesar who leaked the documents, we will never tolerate it."

"But……"

"Don't say but!" Albert pulled Anton and walked out.

George: "..."

The heavy door of the conference room was pushed open, and Albert strode in, grabbing Anton's arm.

The originally noisy conference room suddenly became quiet, and more than a dozen pairs of eyes stared at the two of them.

"What's going on?" Old Wilson frowned, tapping his fingers on the wooden table in a dull rhythm. "Have you made it through the interrogation? Why did you bring the person here?"

Albert sneered and pushed Anton forward: “You tell me yourself.”

Anton staggered to his feet, the back of his white shirt soaked with sweat.

Staring at the scorching gaze, he looked up at old Wilson who was sitting in the first seat, and then looked at Yan Huai who was sitting on the side. The eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses were still as calm as water, but they made him shiver involuntarily.

"Director Caesar... I'm sorry..." Anton's voice trembled, "My mother is still waiting for surgery... I can't keep it secret for you..."

The conference room suddenly exploded with discussions.

"What? Was it Caesar who leaked the secret?" The pen in Andre's hand fell on the document with a click, and the ink spread out.

"Nonsense!" A director slammed the table and pointed at Anton's nose and cursed, "Who do you think you are? How dare you slander the heir of the family? Get ready for jail time!"

"Calm down!" Amelie shouted, "Let's see if there is any evidence first!"

"..."

Yan Huai stood up slowly, feeling disappointed and heartbroken.

"Anton... I trusted you so much and helped you... I didn't expect that you were the one who leaked the information. Now you want to slander me. I am so disappointed in you!"

Yan Huai glanced at everyone in the conference room, "Think about it, how could I leak confidential documents? What good would this do me?"