She knew that her employer suspected that she was playing a trick on him.

And those prosecutors were playing tricks on him.

Strictly speaking, Caroline felt that she had indeed been tricked by Robert Morgenthal.

She was at fault first.

Therefore, New York’s legal female satan had no choice but to respond:

"I'm sorry, Mr. Smith. It was a dereliction of duty on my part. It's my fault."

Aboard the Gulfstream G400, Abel was silent for a moment.

Then he spoke softly: "It seems that we were both fooled by each other.

So what exactly are they doing this for?"

"I don't know. So I'm investigating." Caroline replied.

"Okay. I'm twenty thousand feet up in Texas.

In about an hour and a half, we will be back in New York.

In two hours, I will return to Smith Capital." Abel said.

"No problem. Two hours. See you in two hours.

Mr. Smith, I will find out about this matter when the time comes." Caroline gritted her teeth and said.

She is also very angry now.

Robert Morgenthal tricked her, causing clients to question her professional abilities and connections.

This was something Caroline couldn't tolerate.

If it happens once, it will happen a second time.

So, Caroline, will she want to hang out in New York in the future?

She was also very angry, so she gave Abel a military order.

"Okay. Then, ma'am, we'll see you in two hours."

"no problem."

Following Caroline's voice of agreement, Abel hung up the phone.

Holding the satellite phone, he closed his eyes and fell asleep while thinking about the various possibilities behind this matter.

And how you should respond.

After a few minutes, he opened his eyes, took out his cell phone and looked for the number on it.

Then I used the satellite phone to call one of the contacts.

The call was quickly connected, and the person on the other end obviously knew that the satellite phone belonged to him.

"Boss?"

"It's me, Melio, I need you to do a few things."

"Please tell me."

"First, contact newspapers in New York and other cities. I hope that tomorrow, I can see these newspapers issuing critical voices to the Manhattan District Attorney's Office."

"This." On the other side of the phone, Melio, the deputy general manager of Smith Capital, was a little embarrassed.

"The media elsewhere is fine. They are not afraid of the Manhattan District Attorney's Office.

But New York, including the New York Times and the Wall Street Journal, may not cooperate."

Melio said.

"Then let other newspapers report it. I don't care what method you use. Do you understand?"

"Understood." Melio said.

"That's it for now, do this first.

You can tell Mellon and ask him to help cooperate."

"Mr. Mellon is next to me."

"Then so be it."

"."

After saying that, Abel hung up the satellite phone.

After making the call, Abel finally put the satellite phone back on the table.

He closed his eyes and thought carefully again.

He found that currently, he could only do this.

After all, it's still because my background is too shallow.

The Smith family is not just an influential family in the Tarrant County, Texas area.

But if it has influence throughout the federation, or has great influence within both parties.

Then you can play more cards.

But if that were the case, this probably wouldn't happen.

After thinking for a while, he picked up the satellite phone again.

The person he planned to call this time was the person with the name [irs Jade] on his phone.

But the phone number was pressed, but in the end it was not dialed.

Instead, he put the satellite phone back on the table.

This [irs] Jed is the deputy director of the U.S. Internal Revenue Service.

Abel was the most connected and highest-ranking person among the IRS.

Because he is a good tax-paying citizen, Abel has a good relationship with the IRS.

David Mellon once joked with Abel——

"With your relationship with the IRS, we won't be afraid even if we go to jail in the future.

Jed will definitely get us by then, at least he can get us to the IRS's own high-end prison.

It is said that it is almost the same as Palm Beach.”

But when Abel thought about it, there was nothing good to say about this incident.

Because when people investigate their own companies, they use the name of financial crimes.

It is not the most common tax evasion, and the IRS has little say in it.

Thinking of this, he gave up the idea of ​​calling the IRS.

After making these two phone calls, he was still feeling a little irritable.

That feeling of being fooled lingers in my heart for a long time.

It's not a big deal, it's just a thorn in the side.

Just like when applying lol or pesticides.

It's just as uncomfortable to have a head that could easily be obtained slip away.

It's impossible to sleep like this, and it's uncomfortable even to close your eyes and take a nap.

There is still more than an hour before the plane arrives in New York.

He opened his eyes irritably and happened to see the bodyguard Edward not far away.

A stewardess was holding a blanket and was talking to Edward.

It turned out to be this stewardess who saw Abel sleeping with his eyes closed.

I wanted to bring a blanket to cover him, but Edward stopped me.

The bodyguards had to check before they could put the blanket on Abel.

Abel took a closer look and saw that the flight attendant looked familiar.

It seems that she was one of the four flight attendants in the same batch as Katherine Jones when she returned to Texas last time.

He had never seen the other three stewardesses this time.

This senior flight attendant has exquisite makeup and a silk scarf tied around her swan-like neck.

Under the silk scarf, you can vaguely see the lace. A slim waist, slender thighs, and straight calves.

Her looks are not as good as those of Katherine Jones, but her figure is about the same, even hotter.

Looking at this high-end private flight attendant with good looks and figure, Abel thought of Katherine Jones.

He reported to American Express that all flight attendants who would serve him in the future must undergo various physical examinations.
To be continued...