Chapter 464
There was a mole inside the Brown Group.
And that mole was someone from the Adri Family.
Just the thought made Aaron's heart race.
If the Adri Family had already infiltrated the Brown Group, then Michael must be under surveillance.
"Renee, I know you have nothing to do with this, but can you tell me who the mole in the Brown Group is? I need to let Mr. Brown know ASAP."
Renee hesitated. She put down her utensils and looked at Aaron with a guilty expression.
"Aaron, you promised you wouldn't put me in a tough spot. Are you going back on your word?"
Aaron fell silent. He had made that promise.
He'd been too impulsive.
He knew Renee and he were on opposite sides, yet he wanted to use their relationship to get what he needed.
If Renee really told him, who knew what would happen to her next.
He couldn't be that selfish.
"Renee, I'm sorry. Forget I asked."
Aaron's serious demeanor made Renee's heart ache, and she couldn't help but relent.
"I was just messing with you. Did you actually fall for that? Think about it. If it were really confidential, would I just spill it to you?"
When she first learned about this, she had already thought of Aaron.
Her troubled expression earlier had been an act, but he'd completely bought it.
"Really?" Aaron was surprised. "If you really know something, would you tell me who it is?"
"Of course!"
Renee answered without hesitation.
She had fallen in love with Aaron and naturally considered his interests.
But before speaking, Renee got up and sat on Aaron's lap, naturally.
"I'll tell you, but not now."
"Why not?"
Aaron was puzzled.
Renee wrapped her arms around his neck, looking down at him with a glint in her eye and a sly smile.
"Aaron, let's make a deal! Show me you're serious first, and then I'll tell you what you want to know. Fair enough?"
Renee raised an eyebrow at him, clearly challenging him.
Aaron felt like he was back at their first meeting, unable to suppress a smile.
Only he knew that he had been deeply attracted to Renee's playful nature from the start. Her confident little face would always appear in his mind late at night.
Renee had a strong sense of professional responsibility. If she didn't want to reveal something, no amount of coercion or bribery would make her say a word.
Now she was willing to trade internal secrets with him.
It seemed his place in Renee's heart was far greater than he had imagined.
To Aaron, her way of expressing herself was no different from flirting.
His eyes darkened, and he pulled her into his arms, nodding.
"Alright. What's your condition?"
Aaron squinted at Renee, his gaze fixed on her red lips, his thoughts wandering.
Renee didn't notice this. She thought about what she truly needed.
"I need a private jet to take me back home whenever I want. Make that happen, and I'll tell you everything you need to know."
Renee emphasized her words with quiet confidence, knowing the Brown Group's biggest weakness right now was their reactive stance.
Having insider intelligence on their opponent's next moves would give the Brown Group the edge they desperately needed.
As Aaron's superior, he would definitely agree.
But Aaron was captivated by Renee's charm.
He only heard the first part of her request; the rest was lost as he watched her seductive lips move.
Renee was naturally beautiful and confident, and now she was deliberately sitting on his lap, teasing him. Aaron couldn't resist.
From the moment she got close, his mind was filled with wild thoughts.
"Aaron, what are you thinking? I've stated my condition. The next move is yours."
Renee's reminder brought Aaron back to reality.
He cleared his throat, trying to regain his composure.
"A private jet is doable. How soon do you need it?"
Aaron didn't have the means himself, but Renee wasn't asking him; she was asking Michael.
These secrets, once revealed, would only benefit Michael. Only he could provide such conditions.
Although Michael had been ousted from the Brown Group, he still had his accumulated power and resources.
Getting a private jet wouldn't be difficult for Michael.
"Three days. Can you do it?"
Renee specified a time.
Clearly, from the moment she walked in, Renee had planned every step.
Including Aaron's reaction and her understanding of the situation back home, everything was under her control.
Aaron realized this belatedly, feeling a sense of disparity.
He was her man.
In such a big matter, shouldn't her first reaction be to discuss it with him? But now it seemed like Renee had everything planned out.
She was just waiting for him to fall into the trap!
And he was willingly jumping in.
He looked at her with a hint of resentment, his tone aggrieved.
"Three days? Why didn't you tell me this at the last minute? Do you think I can magically produce a private jet anytime, anywhere?"
He wasn't even in the country. Even if he informed Michael, it would take time to arrange. And she only gave him three days?
Renee knew he was upset.
He was upset that she didn't think of him first and took everything on herself.
He always wanted her to put him first, even in the smallest matters.
It made her seem like a naive girl.
But she loved him for it.
For Aaron, she was head over heels.
Thinking of this, she tightened her arms around his neck, whispering in his ear.
"Three days shouldn't be a problem for you. I believe in you completely. After all..."
Renee's voice softened as she leaned in, gently nibbling his earlobe.
"You're my husband."
The warmth of her breath and the intimate way she whispered "husband" sent heat coursing through Aaron's body.
They were in the middle of a serious conversation, but all he could think about was taking her to bed.
"Renee," he murmured, his voice low with desire, "don't think you're getting away that easily tonight. I won't stop even if you beg me to."
Whatever she wanted, he would get it for her.
As for her intentions, he wouldn't ask.
They were loyal to different sides, so many things couldn't be as open as ordinary couples, but it didn't affect their love.
He would always trust her unconditionally.