"The driver?" Fandrey's reminder had made Sammuel stunned for a moment. He recalled the situation from that night in his mind, unfortunately, no bells were rung.
"Mr. Floyd, I can't recall anything about the driver. I only remember that the car drove away as soon as the president of Wolf Group got on the car. I didn't see the driver clearly at all."
"I've noticed him as I was behind the president at that time. My first sight was on the driver and he looked almost the same as this man."
"Can it be that you might have mistaken him? If he really is the president's chauffeur, why will he be the Howards' bodyguard? The president definitely has a much bigger influence than the Howards, right?"
Sammuel's words made Fandrey laugh, "Just forget about it. I'll give you a new task instead. From now on, you and your men shall spare no efforts to keep an eye on William. I want to know all about his precise whereabouts."