As Brent looked at the micro tracker on the desk, his face turned pale.

"H-How could this be? What is Mrs. Miller trying to do?"

Picking up the tracker, Ethan stuffed it back into the clip. "Give it back to William. Don't tell anyone about this."

"Understood, Mr. Miller."

Ethan fiddled with his tie clip. Ever since Olivia requested to be his assistant, he had been suspecting her.

Judging by Olivia's personality, she would try to get as far away from him as possible. It didn't make sense for her to stay by his side.

Unless she was trying to get something from him.

Was it money?

She could donate 500 million dollars without batting an eye. She obviously didn't lack money.

The only other reason would be Jeff.

He remembered her hesitant behavior the other day. "Did she figure something out?" he wondered.

Noticing that Ethan had stayed silent, Brent couldn't see through Ethan's thoughts either. He asked carefully, "So, about Mrs. Miller …"

"Don't do anything yet, in case she's al