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    Chapter 646


    The iing call Carlisle received was from Selena.


    "Ms. Johansen."


    "Mr. Zahn, the stock prices of the Lyon brothers''panies have already plummeted significantly. We still have some crucial evidence that could send them to prison. Should we


    "No need for that. Just give me their phone numbers," Carlisle interrupted Selena before she could finish.


    He wanted to let the Lyon brothers know they were being watched, not to push them into a corner.


    "Understood. I''ll send you their numbers via Messenger."


    Selena sent Carlisle the phone numbers of the four Lyon brothers, and he used Howard''s phone to dial Zeke, the eldest of the Lyon brothers.


    In a vi in Yalville, Zeke was in his study, visibly stressed out.


    Thendline on his desk rang.


    Momentster, his mobile phone also started ringing.


    Zeke, already overwhelmed, did not want to answer either call. His phone had been ringing off the hooktely, and each call brought bad news about himself and hispany.


    Thepany''s market value was falling, investors were pulling out, and everyone was panicking. He knew he was being targeted.


    Just as he was about to answer the phone, there was a knock on the door.


    "Come in," Zeke said expressionlessly.


    The door opened, and Salem, Darwin, and Levi walked in. Their faces were pale, and their spirits low.


    "Zeke," they greeted in unison.


    Zeke asked, "How are things on your end?"


    Not only was hispany in trouble, but his brothers''panies were also being targeted.


    "It''s bad. My investors have pulled out, too, and several suppliers are ending their contracts. Rumors about mypany and me are spreading everywhere."


    Levi was visibly distressed.


    Zeke''s facial muscles twitched. Despite his irritation, he decided to answer the phone. He grimaced as he picked up thendline.


    "Yes?"


    "Mr. Lyon, we''ve received an email at ourpany," the secretary hesitated.


    Zeke furrowed his brow.


    "What''s in the email?"


    "It''s ckmail about you. The materials implicate you in soliciting," the secretary said cautiously.


    "Nonsense! I''m almost 60 years old. How could I be involved in such things?" Zeke roared with anger.


    Inwardly, he was shocked. He wondered how they could have uncovered something he had hidden so carefully and who was behind this.


    "It''s likely that the photos were fabricated using editing software. Should we report this to the police?" the secretary quickly asked.


    "Don''t call the police yet. They might escte things further!"


    Zeke sank into his chair, his face pale. The real issue was that most of the ckmail was based on facts. Reporting it to the authorities would be equivalent to walking into a trap.


    Solicitation was one thing, but the previous cooperation with major criminals and the tax evasion could potentiallynd him in serious trouble.


    After hanging up on thendline, Zeke answered the call on his mobile phone.


    "Who is this?"


    "Hello, Mr. Lyon. I''m the one causing all the trouble for you and your brothers."


    The voice on the other end was soft and eerie. Carlisle had intentionally modted his voice to sound different.


    Zeke sprang up from his chair, gritting his teeth.


    "Who are you? What do you want from us?"


    He initially thought Yara had orchestrated everything. He recently spent 20,000 dors hiring private investigators, but they had reached a dead end. Now, the mastermind was contacting him directly.


    "Mr. Lyon, what do you think of my abilities?" Carlisle asked, smiling.


    "How much do you want?"


    Zeke took two blood pressure pills from his drawer. He knew the antagonist wouldn''t target him without a reason, and if he could stop the harassment with a bribe, he was prepared to offer a sum to avoid disaster.