The Boss, It's Him!

Dominic Mohan, director of The Sun, had just finished a phone call. Sitting in his office, he fell into deep thought.

The call had brought him explosive news.

After working in the media industry for many years, he had a keen nose for news. If this story was true, it would undoubtedly make a sensational front-page headline, and The Sun's sales would explode once again.

But if he exposed it now, Mohan really wasn't sure. After all, without solid evidence, it would just be chasing shadows.

It was like the incident back then involving Beckham's transfer to Real Madrid. The Sun had actually received the news very early, but had kept it under wraps until they photographed Manchester United CEO Peter Kenyon meeting with Real Madrid officials. Only then had they reported the transfer in one fell swoop, causing an uproar throughout Europe and even the entire world.

The Sun had thereby further cemented its title as the king of the paparazzi.

He believed this time would be the same—perhaps even more sensational than Beckham's transfer back then.

Thinking of this, Mohan leaned forward and pressed the intercom on his desk.

"Luque, come over here for a moment."

Not long afterward, a sharp-looking young reporter knocked on the door of Dominic Mohan's office.

He was the most capable reporter under Mohan.

"Boss, did you need me?" Luque asked with a grin as he came to stand opposite Mohan.

Mohan did not get up. He merely gestured for him to sit.

"I just received a tip-off call. Someone is building a top-class mansion covering more than a dozen acres east of Wilmslow in the Golden Triangle. It's seriously disturbing the peace of the surrounding residents. Go take a look."

When Luque heard this, his brows immediately furrowed. If he hadn't just