Alfred turned slowly and replied, “Yes.”Hector began to understand where the conversation was heading.Hector’s face tensed. “So … he actually did it on purpose?”Alfred gave a slight nod. “He wanted Connery to find all of that.”Hector clenched his fists tightly. “Why would he do that?”Alfred said in a cold tone, “He wants us to fall into Connery’s hands.”The atmosphere in the room suddenly felt heavier.Hector took a deep breath. “Then we have to stop him, Dad.”Alfred was silent for a moment, “We’ll meet with Connery tomorrow.”The next morning, Alfred’s black car pulled up in front of the main building of J-Company. He arrived with Hector, who wore a sour expression as they entered the grounds of the massive corporate complex.Their steps were quick and purposeful. But as soon as they reached the floor where Connery worked, they stopped.Two burly men stood in front of the door to Connery’s office. Their gazes were cold, their stances firm.Hector immediately stepped forward. “