Chapter 145 What Are You Hiding From Me?

Yaacob's phone suddenly vibrated when he was about to get into an important agenda. He showed annoyance and was about to terminate the call when he saw who the caller was. His expression changed immediately.

Five minutes later, the meeting was suspended.

Yaacob left the conference room to return the call in the spacious corner by the corridor.

"Hello? Any news?" Yaacob blurted out anxiously as soon as the call was connected.

"Josiah, no, not yet. We may not be able to continue to provide our service. We've given you the lowest fee, seeing that you are Randall's good friend. Seven hundred thousand dollars for the deposit was the agreed sum. However, the remittance we received was short of 100 thousand dollars. This puts us in a difficult position. As you well know, the person you are looking for is declared deceased by the police of the United States. This greatly increases the difficulty of our job," said the private investigator.

Yaacob was confused by what he just heard, and he