He leaned back in his chair, voice turning cool and deliberate.
"Send them over…"
On the other end of the phone, in a simple but spacious office,
a tall and strong middle-aged man was sitting attentively in the boss chair.
Hearing Rex's words, he immediately straightened up, his eyes narrowing to a sharp glint, but he didn't ask anything and hurriedly replied.
"Okay, sir. They'll be with you soon—very soon."
"Okay," Rex replied without any surprise. He knew the other party would understand without explanation.
As for the address? They didn't need stuff like that. In a few minutes, they'd be able to find his location.
Thinking about something, he continued,
"By the way, have someone investigate the Whitmore family. Nothing too deep—just basic information."
Hearing this, the other party's eyes glinted with murderous intent. He was a smart man.
Connecting the dots, he understood why Rex had asked about men.