"It’s your brother, Kenneth Brown, Manager Brown!" Reggie blurted out. Carole blinked at Reggie and then gave him a shove. Unsteady, Reggie tumbled off his chair. Carole’s face hardened. "Reggie," she said angrily, "it’s not April Fools’ Day today! I won’t be fooled by you! And this joke isn’t funny at all! If you dare joke about my brother again, we’re not friends anymore!" "It’s true!" Reggie scrambled up from the floor, his expression earnest. "I’m not lying to you. It really is Manager Brown. Your brother stole the formula!" Carole shot to her feet. "Reggie Dewey!" she yelled. "Are you spouting nonsense? Believe it or not, I’ll beat you up!" Carole raised a threatening fist. Reggie took out his phone, played a video clip, and handed it to her. "Watch it yourself! I didn’t lie!" Carole eyed the phone suspiciously. As she watched the video, the man’s face made her freeze. The man in the video was her brother, her own flesh and blood. But the man in the video was doing something she couldn’t comprehend. In the video, the man cautiously scanned his surroundings. He then entered a password to access the computer, located the research report for the Fibromyalgia-specific drug, printed it, and placed it into a file folder. Afterward, he skillfully and unhurriedly erased all traces of his actions. "Manager Brown, what are you doing here?" It was Qi Ming’s voice. Hearing that voice again, Carole’s mind was in turmoil. The voice was still vivid, but the person was gone from this world. Kenneth Brown stuffed the file folder containing the specific drug’s formula into his suit jacket, turned, and smiled calmly. "I came to find Carole... Have you seen her?" "Then I’ll go find her." In the video, Kenneth Brown walked out casually, holding the folder. Qi Ming scratched his head, standing there looking bewildered, apparently still wondering why Kenneth Brown had been in the laboratory. When the video ended, Carole stood motionless, as if her soul had been drained from her. Reggie took back his phone. "Carole," he said, "do you believe me now?" Tears streamed from Carole’s eyes. The hot liquid scalded her skin, a sharp sting of pain. She shook her head, unable to believe what she was seeing. "It can’t be. It’s not my brother. That man... that man can’t be my brother..." She couldn’t accept it. "My brother would never do such a thing!" Reggie said, "But you saw the video. It was indeed your brother who copied the formula for the specific drug." "Maybe my brother had another reason?" Carole was still grasping at straws, desperately trying to find an excuse for her brother. She couldn’t believe her brother was the mole. If her brother was the mole, then he was the one who drove Qi Ming to his death. She hated the person who had driven Qi Ming to his death, wished that man dead. But how could that person be her brother? Reggie didn’t press further, only saying, "Carole, I know how you feel right now. Manager Brown is a good person. Over the years, Eastminster Pharmaceutical Factory has developed well under his leadership. Our Research and Development Department has been able to progress step by step to where it is today thanks to Manager Brown’s support. It’s not just you; I also can’t accept that Manager Brown stole the formula! The most update n0vels are published on noveⅼfire.net But, you saw it too. Manager Brown did take the formula documents from the lab..." Carole was still defiant. "My brother is the manager of this pharmaceutical factory. Maybe he took the formula for some other reason? How can you be so sure my brother stole the formula?" Seeing she still didn’t believe him, Reggie took out his phone again and played another video. It was a video of Kenneth Brown making a deal with Sabrina Johnson. After watching this video, Carole was utterly speechless. If she could stubbornly deny the first video, the second one left Carole unable to offer a single word of defense. Her brother, her own flesh and blood, had really stolen the formula, framed Qi Ming, and driven him to his death! Brother, why did you do this? "I’ll leave the videos with you. Whether or not to call the police is up to you." Reggie transferred the two videos to Carole’s phone via Bluetooth. "Carole, don’t be so upset. This situation..." Reggie didn’t know how to comfort her. After all, one was her own brother, and the other was her lover. Her brother had driven her lover to his death. Who could bear such a thing? "Reggie, please go first. Let me think about this alone," she said, leaning on the table to support her swaying body. She then sank into the chair in front of her computer, buried her hands in her hair, and closed her eyes. "Carole, it’s getting late. You should go home too," Reggie advised. Reggie left, leaving Carole alone in the laboratory. She couldn’t understand why her brother would do such a thing. The company belonged to his fiancée—weren’t they about to get married? Her brother loved her so much; how could he do something that would harm her interests? Carole’s head snapped up. She stared at the flickering computer screen. Yes, my brother must have had his reasons... After all, he was her own brother. Carole was still desperately trying to find excuses for him. But even if he was forced, why hurt her Qi Ming? Thinking of Qi Ming’s death, Carole couldn’t forgive her brother. After leaving the factory, Reggie called the unfamiliar number. "Hello, I’ve given the video to Carole." "Very good! I’ll transfer the money to your account soon." Reggie said coolly, "I told you, I don’t want the money!" "Then what do you want?" "I just wanted to know who the mole was, that’s all." Neither he, Carole, nor anyone else had ever suspected Kenneth Brown. He enjoyed a high reputation at Eastminster Pharmaceutical Factory. Yet, it was this very man who had stolen the formula, framed Qi Ming, and allowed the entire Research and Development Department to take the blame. Walter Klein hung up the phone and said to Adrian Desmond, "Sixth Master, Carole has seen the video. She knows Kenneth Brown did it." "Hmm." Adrian acknowledged with a soft sound, his face showing little emotion. This was Adrian’s punishment for Kenneth Brown. Kenneth Brown had kissed Sienna Johnson, even biting her lip until it bled. Adrian had been deeply upset by this, and he wanted Kenneth Brown to suffer in return. The ensuing drama of sibling conflict would surely be enough to overwhelm Kenneth Brown. "Sixth Master, do you think Carole will hand over the evidence to the police?" Adrian had no intention of exposing Kenneth Brown’s crimes immediately. He planned to wait until the wedding day to deliver a fatal blow, ensuring Kenneth Brown would never recover.