Transmigrated as the Pregnant Villainess: Mr Lu. This Heir is Yours.

Chapter 67: Chapter 67; Second Madam

A second later, the handle outside shifted slightly. Neither man moved. The door opened. Warm hallway light spilled faintly into the office.

Chairman Su entered first. And behind him—Second Madam.

The atmosphere inside the room tightened violently. Li Chen’s eyes narrowed slightly from the darkness. Second Madam closed the study door quietly behind her before stepping further inside, her heels clicking softly against the polished floor. Neither of them turned on the main lights, as though this conversation was never meant to happen publicly.

Chairman Su walked slowly toward the desk while Second Madam remained near the windows overlooking the dark estate grounds outside. For several moments, neither spoke.

Then finally Second Madam broke the silence. "The money’s gone." Her voice remained controlled. Cold. But beneath it sat unmistakable fury.

Chairman Su lowered his gaze briefly toward the skin map resting across the desk. "How much?"

"Enough to become insulting." The answer came sharply. Silence followed again.

Then Chairman Su finally spoke. "You traced it?"

"No." Second Madam’s expression darkened visibly beneath the dim light. "Whoever moved the funds understood the structures too well. They bypassed the laundering layers without triggering external flags."

Li Chen exchanged the briefest glance with Mo Chen from the shadows. Of course. Su Wan had targeted accounts that could not be reported publicly without exposing illegal financial networks attached to them.

Second Madam folded her arms slowly near the windows. "This started immediately after the Lu Residence incident."

Chairman Su remained quiet. Then finally— "You suspect Su Wan." Not a question. frёewebnoѵēl.com

Second Madam laughed softly. Without warmth. "That girl?" She turned slightly toward him. "The Su Wan I know could barely survive a dinner conversation without panicking."

The atmosphere sharpened subtly after that sentence. Because hidden in the darkness nearby, both Li Chen and Mo Chen suddenly realized something important: neither of them recognized the current Su Wan anymore. Not even her own enemies.

Chairman Su’s gaze lowered briefly toward the desk again. "She changed after the attack."

Second Madam’s eyes narrowed faintly. "People don’t become intelligent overnight."

The silence that followed settled heavily across the study. Then slowly, Chairman Su’s fingers brushed against the strange skin map spread across the desk. "That depends," he said quietly, "on whether the person we were observing is still the same one."

The room went completely still. Second Madam’s expression shifted faintly beneath the dim light spilling through the windows, though her composure returned almost immediately afterward. She walked slowly toward the desk, her heels clicking softly against the polished floor before her attention lowered toward the strange skin map spread across its surface.

For several seconds, neither of them spoke. Then finally she exhaled coldly. "The timing is becoming inconvenient."

Chairman Su remained standing beside the desk, one hand resting lightly against the edge of the map. "Which problem?" he asked calmly. "The missing money or the shifting variables inside the Lu Residence?"

"Both." Her answer came immediately.

Li Chen remained motionless in the darkness near the side shelving while beside him, Mo Chen slowly removed his phone beneath the cover of shadow and activated silent recording. The screen dimmed instantly afterward. Every word inside the study now mattered.

Second Madam folded her arms loosely as her gaze darkened slightly. "The offshore reserves were never supposed to be touched yet," she said quietly. "That money was separated for emergency restructuring."

Chairman Su’s expression remained unreadable. "How much remains?"

"Enough." A brief pause followed before her tone sharpened slightly. "But if someone accessed the hidden accounts once, they may try again."

The atmosphere in the room cooled further. Because neither of them sounded shocked anymore. Only irritated. As though illegal financial networks, hidden reserves, and laundering structures were ordinary discussions between them.

Chairman Su’s fingers moved slowly across one section of the strange skin map spread over the desk. "The money matters less right now," he said quietly. "The watch concerns me more."

Li Chen’s eyes narrowed immediately in the darkness. The watch.

Second Madam’s expression shifted faintly. "You really think she saw it?"

"She was attacked for it."

"That proves nothing."

Chairman Su finally looked toward her fully. "Three people died trying to retrieve it before the situation collapsed publicly."

The silence afterward became suffocating. Hidden in the darkness, Li Chen exchanged the briefest glance with Mo Chen. Three people. Not one attack. Not random violence. Something much larger.

Second Madam lowered her voice instinctively afterward. "If the watch truly contains coordinates..."

"It does." The interruption came calmly. Certain. Chairman Su’s gaze lowered back toward the skin map. "We’ve spent years searching blindly." His fingers tapped lightly against one marked region near the center of the map. "Without the directional sequence inside the watch, the mine cannot be located accurately."

Mine. The word settled heavily through the study.

Second Madam’s eyes darkened. "And if someone else finds it first?"

Chairman Su’s expression cooled visibly. "They won’t." Yet somehow the answer lacked certainty. The atmosphere sharpened again afterward.

Second Madam moved slowly toward the liquor cabinet near the wall before pouring herself a drink. "The drug shipments already expanded into three additional provinces," she said quietly. "If the mine remains inaccessible much longer, we’ll need another production source."

Mo Chen’s fingers tightened faintly around the recording phone hidden in darkness. Drug shipments.

Chairman Su remained calm. "The synthetic formula still holds?"

"For now." Second Madam took a slow sip before continuing. "But the latest batches are becoming unstable." Her tone lowered slightly. "Addiction rates increased too quickly. The deaths are drawing attention."

Chairman Su barely reacted. "Profit margins?"

"Still rising." The answer came coldly enough to make the room feel even darker. Li Chen’s jaw tightened faintly from the shadows. Because suddenly the political files surrounding the study made far more sense now. Judges. Media suppression. Police interference. They weren’t merely building influence. They were protecting an operation.

Second Madam leaned lightly against the cabinet afterward. "If the regulators connect the deaths back to the pharmaceutical subsidiaries, we’ll lose entire sectors."

"They won’t connect it," Chairman Su replied evenly. "Not unless someone inside the structure speaks first."