Chapter 136: The Mole

It was around mealtime, and there were plenty of empty taxis outside the hotel. Sylvia had just hailed one and was about to get in when someone stopped the door from closing. She looked up and saw Cyril. Without giving Sylvia a chance to speak, Cyril squeezed into the car as well and gave the driver an address. "What are you doing?" Sylvia asked. Cyril couldn't possibly be so broke that he couldn't even afford a cab ride and had to freeload with her, right? But as it turned out, Cyril's destination was the same as Sylvia's. "There's a mole in the company, and I'm here to deal with it. But it seems it's not just my company; yours seems to have the same problem," Cyril said, explaining why he had hitched a ride with Sylvia. Sylvia was taken aback. When she heard the term "mole," her mind immediately jumped to Inglee. After all, the whole thing about coming to France was Inglee's idea, so there might be a connection. "If there's a mole in your company, why don't you just take a cab