Chapter 656

The driver wasn't calling Ariana—he was dialing Old Mr. Stone's number. Truth be told, the driver was Old Mr. Stone's man. Well, not exactly. To put it plainly, he was someone Old Mr. Stone had placed by Lambert's side—part bodyguard, part chauffeur. Given Lambert's status, the role of his driver carried significant weight. And considering he'd already survived two car accidents, Old Mr. Stone had personally assigned this man to him. First, to protect him. Second... to keep an eye on him. If Lambert stepped out of line, the driver was expected to report back to Old Mr. Stone. The driver knew this made him a two-faced informant. But he had no choice. And this particular matter... though it might seem trivial, the fact that President Stone had never taken a lover before—combined with the mystery surrounding this woman's identity—left him wrestling with his conscience. After a long internal debate, he finally made the call. The Old Mr. Stone was practicing calligraphy in his study when th