The phone hung up really quickly. Elliana Lyle didn’t really mind, as she had more pressing matters right now... ―――At 10 PM, night had already fallen. Mia Clarke drove back, her hands full of shopping bags. Judging by the logos, they were all from big brands, and the pile probably cost around one or two million. However, for Philip Bennett, this amount of money was negligible. "Madam’s back." As she entered, the butler immediately took the items off her hands. Mia Clarke took off her diamond-studded high heels, switched to comfortable plush slippers, and asked, "Where’s Philip?" The butler instinctively glanced at the second floor, then respectfully addressed Mia Clarke, "Madam, Sir is in the study on the second floor, having a discussion." Mia Clarke nonchalantly headed towards the living room sofa, casually picked up a banana from the fruit tray, and after taking a few bites, suddenly asked, "Who’s he talking with?" She remembered Philip Bennett was very health-conscious and would usually be asleep by this time. Moreover, he would never discuss business matters after ten o’clock. If he was discussing something, it meant there were visitors. The butler, who had just reached the staircase, paused immediately, turned around, and said towards Mia Clarke, "Madam, I’m not sure, three people came by, and I don’t recognize any of them." Three people? Could it be those three from Mr. Feng? She did know a bit about it—Mr. Feng was one of Philip Bennett’s trusted men and would always conduct business outside, never bringing it home. This was truly unheard of today. However, since he was discussing things with these three people, it might be something significant, which piqued her interest. Taking the water offered by a maid, she told the butler, "Just leave the items on the sofa, no need to take them upstairs." Saying this, she took off her slippers and went upstairs by herself. The study was at the end of the corridor, and at the end, there was a glass door that led to a balcony circling outside. She quietly tiptoed to the glass door, opened it, and went out onto the balcony. The study door was extremely soundproof, but there was a gap at the study’s glass window, making it possible to hear the conversation inside. The reason she knew this was because she did this frequently. Although she wasn’t sure what she’d gain from listening in, she simply enjoyed eavesdropping, especially because it involved Bennett family matters. Squatting low, she moved stealthily beneath the window sill and crouched on the right side of the glass window. The conversation inside was very clear. She especially liked the volume at which Philip Bennett spoke, loud enough that even a deaf person would find it noisy. So eavesdropping wasn’t difficult at all. All she heard was Philip Bennett saying: "Well done, although the means were unethical, they were still a solution." Dıscover more novels at 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵※𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮※𝓷𝓮𝓽 The tone sounded appreciative. Unethical? Mia Clarke furrowed her brows slightly. Philip Bennett was someone who constantly talked about morality and righteousness. If even he considered it unethical, how unethical must the matter be? "Sir, Summer Hue is from the Hue Family. With this set of photos, it might be possible to control the old lady of the Hue Family. The Hue Family is also well-known in North City." Then she heard Philip Bennett say, "No need, destroy them. The Hue Family has already declined and there’s no profit to be gained." Outside the window, Mia Clarke was confused. What could possibly threaten the old lady of the Hue Family? She had heard of the formidable reputation of the Hue Family’s old lady. Her methods were fierce, unyielding to force, but when the Hue Family was about to collapse back then, it was this old lady who turned the tide and maintained the family’s status until now. Even the old master of the Hue Family had to listen to her, akin to an empress dowager’s presence. And that Summer Hue... wasn’t she Zane Bennett’s girlfriend? She knew Philip Bennett had always disapproved, but she quite liked the girl, who seemed smart. At least unlike Elliana Lyle, who appeared innocent and naive, but when provoked, would start plotting to attack from behind. She had suffered quite a loss with Elliana Lyle, especially after the collaboration with Shawn Lyle failed. The plan she just set in motion was directly crushed. As she continued to listen, Philip Bennett let the two juniors leave first, leaving Mr. Feng alone. And the footsteps of those two were getting closer, presumably noticing the open glass door and intending to head to the balcony. But coming through the glass, there was a turning point before reaching her location. She again stooped low and moved past the window sill, cautiously glancing from the corner of the wall. As expected, the two were already sitting on a long horizontal branch. Although it looked like a long bench, it was actually a place she used to grow succulents. It was just that last year’s plants died because Philip Bennett irresponsibly watered them once too often. That couldn’t even be called watering—it was more like dousing. Her succulent pots didn’t have drainage holes and were directly drowned. Just as she was about to leave discreetly, suddenly she heard the two talking. "Why not keep them? We can take them to the Hue Family for money, and after getting paid, sell them to the xx site for even more profit." Upon hearing this xx site, she immediately knew what kind of thing it was. Indeed, no man is a good one. A girl like Summer Hue, who hadn’t done anything wrong, was actually being... by these bastards... Infuriated, she couldn’t care about anything else and directly confronted the two. The two were also startled upon seeing her, quickly stood up, and respectfully said, "Madam." Mia Clarke gave them a cold glance, then looked at the flower stand table, gritting her teeth, and said, "Do you know that this yellow poplar flower stand table cost me four thousand dollars?" The two were momentarily stunned and after exchanging glances, quickly apologized to Mia Clarke, "Sorry, Madam, we didn’t know this was your flower stand table. We’ll get you a new one." Four thousand dollars wasn’t unaffordable; it was a small amount for them too. Mia Clarke didn’t refuse compensation, instead extending her hand, "Give me your phones." The two were puzzled. "I told you, give me your phones!" Mia Clarke suddenly turned fierce. Seeing the situation, the two didn’t dare delay, quickly handing over their phones. After all, they had long heard that this madam was a bit unstable, and they dreaded provoking her. After taking the phones, Mia Clarke furrowed her brow and said, "Unlock them." Once unlocked, Mia Clarke started searching the albums, deleting these photos one by one, then went into their respective WeChat and QQ, discovering the two had exchanged photos, but since she deleted them from the albums, they couldn’t be opened. She then deleted the chat history and finally formatted both phones. This took her about ten minutes, but the two just watched silently, not daring to say a word. After all, even this matter was ordered by Philip Bennett to be destroyed, and now that Mia Clarke was doing so, they naturally didn’t dare to object. Instead, they feared that Mia Clarke would get Philip Bennett to punish them. "I’ll keep these phones for now. I’ll give you your SIM cards. Bring my new flower stand tables and you’ll get them back." Both phones were the latest models, with a market price of thirteen thousand each. Selling both phones second-hand could get her about nine thousand, enough for her two flower stand tables. Upon hearing this, the two were flustered but dared not say much, given that their phone cards were being returned. As long as they brought the new flower stand tables, they should be able to reclaim them. At this moment, Philip Bennett had already walked over from the glass door. Seeing Mia Clarke fiddling with the two phones, removing the card slots, he asked, "What are you doing?" The tone was somewhat gentle, but upon seeing Mia Clarke’s bare feet, he was slightly angry. "Honey~ they offered me these two phones as a gift." Mia Clarke cooed and directly leapt into Philip Bennett’s arms. The two were momentarily astounded, wanting to speak but refraining.