Hugo Humphrey knew that if he couldnât find the flower today, he would probably spend the rest of his life behind bars.
So, seeing that no one was speaking, he became like an ant on a hot pot, anxiously saying, âYou have to believe me, Joe Locke lied.
I really sold the flower to him, otherwise where would I get that five hundred thousand from? I just deposited that money in the bank this afternoon, and I havenât spent it yet.â
âCaptain Zhao, please donât just listen to his side of the story. Our Locke family is a family of good people; we would never do something like buying stolen goods.â
Joe Locke spoke in an even tone, but the threat in his voice was so apparent that even a fool could hear it.
Captain Zhaoâs eyebrows wrinkled slightly as he asked, âMr. Humphrey, do you have a record of that money transfer?â
Hugo Humphrey blankly replied, âTransfer record? I received cash at the time, how could there be a transfer record?â
âThen do you have any audio or video recording of the transaction? Or do you have any evidence that can prove that the money was indeed given to you by Mr. Locke?â
âThisâ¦â
After several more questions from Captain Zhao, Hugo Humphrey couldnât come up with a reply, while Joe Locke sitting across from him, let a slight smile curl up at the corner of his mouth.
He had deliberately wiped clean all the evidence to prevent the seller from having second thoughts, but he hadnât expected it would come in handy here.
Hugo Humphrey became desperate, saying, âSuch a valuable item, they must have put it in their house, canât you just search there and find out?â
I donât even have a search warrant, and you want me to search the Locke house?
Isnât this a suicide mission?
Captain Zhao looked at Hugo Humphrey as if looking at an idiot, glanced at him seeing he truly had nothing to say, and then turned his head with difficulty towards Greg Jensen, saying,
âMr. Jensen, what do you think about thisâ¦â
=âHm, since the flower wasnât sold to the Locke family, we should just leave now and not bother Mr. Locke any further.â
Greg Jensen stood up expressionlessly, giving Joe Locke a cold glance, then led Trey Holmes and others out.
âMr. Locke, our apologies for the trouble, weâll be leaving now.â
Seeing this, Captain Zhao completely let down his guard, smiled at Joe Locke, and then led his team away.
Once outside, he quickly caught up with Greg Jensen, chuckling, âMr. Jensen, rest assured, we will do our utmost to help you find that flower; we should have some leads before long.â
âHm, I appreciate the effort, Captain Zhao,â Greg Jensen said flatly.
âYouâre welcome.â
Captain Zhaoâs attitude was still quite decent.
After all, someone who could afford a fifty-thousand-dollar plant like Greg Jensen had to be no ordinary person.
Greg Jensen responded nonchalantly before driving back to Enchanted River town.
In the car, Trey Holmes said angrily, âItâs so infuriating! That flower was definitely bought by the Locke family, but they just wonât admit it!â
Adrian Wright hesitated for a moment before asking, âJensen, what do we do now?â
Greg Jensen thought for a moment and said, âItâs getting late, you guys should go back and rest.â
âRest?â
Trey Holmes couldnât help but pause. She wanted to ask Greg Jensen how she could possibly sleep when they havenât found the Fragrant Spirit Grass yet.
But she also knew she couldnât help with anything.
Adrian Wright knew this as well, hesitated a moment, then said, âAlright, Iâll head back to the club first; if you need help with anything, just call me.â
âOkay!â
Without further ado, Greg Jensen sent them back to Enchanted River town then called Theo Carter and Jay Brent, instructing them to wait for him at Jay Brentâs Ceaser Club, as he would be there shortly.
Locke family.
After Greg had left, Joe Locke chuckled as he returned to his fatherâs study, where the pot of lush, green Fragrant Spirit Grass was placed on the desk.
Jeffrey Locke sat behind the desk, watched Ethan take a picture of the Fragrant Spirit Grass, and said, âSend it to Mick Simmons, tell him to come and collect it as soon as possible.â
âOkay, Grandpa.â
After sending the photo to Mick Simmons, Ethan looked up, smiling, and said, âFather really made a great contribution this time.â
Finding his sonâs praise somewhat peculiar yet feeling very proud, Joe laughed heartily, âHaha, as long as it helps our family, thatâs what matters.â
After he finished speaking, he added with some concern, âDad, Greg also followed over just now, and from what the inspectors suggested, it seems like the Fragrant Spirit Grass belongs to him.â
âThe Fragrant Spirit Grass is Gregâs?â
Ethan exclaimed in shock, âHow is that possible? Heâs just a countryman; how would he know about Fragrant Spirit Grass?â
Jeffrey Locke was also puzzled and looked up at Joe.
Because Ethan was right. If it wasnât for the Simmons family sending over a catalog, the Locke family itself wouldnât have known the uses and appearance of the Fragrant Spirit Grass, let alone Greg, who came from the countryside.
After thinking for a moment, Joe guessed, âMaybe he doesnât know the uses of the Fragrant Spirit Grass, and just thought it was pretty, so⦠so he just kept it?â
Hearing this, both grandfather and grandson couldnât help curling their lips.
The Fragrant Spirit Grass was bare, without even a flowerâwhere was the beauty in that?
If it were for the sake of beauty, they might as well have kept a pot of Daffodils or roses to enjoy the sight and scent of flowers.
âLetâs put this matter aside for now.â
Jeffrey Locke frowned, âThe priority is to get the Fragrant Spirit Grass into the hands of the Simmons family.â
Ethan hesitated and said, âGrandpa, should we move the Fragrant Spirit Grass somewhere else? To prevent the inspectors from coming to search?â
After pondering for a moment, Jeffrey Locke shook his head, saying, âThereâs no need for that. For the inspectors to apply for a search warrant, they must start at the earliest by tomorrow morning. Without a couple of days, they simply wonât get approval.
Without a search warrant, which inspector would dare to search our Locke household?â
âHmm, thatâs also true.â
Ethan nodded and said, âIf anything unexpected happens during the transport of the Fragrant Spirit Grass, itâs better to keep it here with us.â
âAlright, you can go rest now.â
âOkay, Grandpa.â
Ethan turned and left the study, but Joe lingered.
Jeffrey Locke asked, âDo you have something else?â
Joe moved closer, grinning sheepishly, âDad, a friend of mine recently came across a good business opportunity, and I want to get involved.â
Upon hearing this, Jeffrey couldnât help but raise his eyebrows. His son was proficient in all kinds of indulgence, but when it came to doing business, it was tantamount to throwing money away.
However, considering that his eldest son had just made a significant contribution to the family and fearing that a direct rejection might dishearten him, after long deliberation, Jeffrey still decided to ask:
âHow much money do you need?â
âOh, not much, just fifteen million.â
Joe reported the amount nervously, as he owed Quinton Creed eighteen million, which he needed to repay urgently.
The twenty-three percent of Locke family shares were still in Quinton Creedâs grip.
If too much time passed and Quinton got the impression that Joe had no intention of repaying the debt, potentially escalating the situation, the old man would surely skin him alive.
However, Joe was also aware that fifteen million was not a small sum and given his past deeds, the old man was unlikely to give him so much.
As expected, when Jeffrey heard that his son wanted fifteen million for a business, his face darkened, and he frowned, âFifteen million? What kind of business needs so much money?â
âDidnât I help the Simmons family gather some good items a while back? Through that, I met a few friends who deal in Jade Stone.â