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Chapter 72

If the Digitalkey Group got tied up with artifact theft, then no matter how Warren tried to defend himself or showr hit identity as an undercover agent, he wouldn’t be able to shake the charges. After all, Curtis was high up the chain, and his orders were absolute

“If you’re innocent, I’ll help clear your name, But right now, you need to fully cooperate with Quinlyn and help her find the missing people,” Curtis said solemnly, his brows furrowed

Just as those words left his mouth, a commotion erupted from the crowd. “Which department are you from? How dare yo stop us?? Don’t you know we’re Mr. Sullivan’s esteemed guests? My daughter is Mr. Sullivan’s savior. Can you afford the consequences of scaring her?”

Looking up, they saw Maurice and Tina pushing through with Harriet in tow.

Warren became startled, a flash of regret and embarrassment crossing his face. Before leaving he had run into Maurice Tina, and Harriet downstairs. Remembering what he discovered last time, he had planned to bring them along to clear things up face–to–face.

“Mr. Ramirez!” Harriet called out. She looked up and recognized a somewhat familiar face, her eyes lighting up. Tad Mom it’s really Mr. Ramirez. I’ve seen him at Grandpa’s place.”

Hearing this, Maurice suddenly recalled Curtis’s true identity. His heart skipped a beat, and he yanked Harriet and Tina back, wanting to retreat.

But just as he moved, he spotted a small figure near the screen. “Why is Quinlyn here? Could it be… Curtis, don’t let Quinlyn fool you! She’s just a little liar, definitely not my daughter!”

It was clear he thought Quinlyn was using the Anderson family connection to get close to Curtis. The people present shifted their attention.

Ivan and his team from the 901 Military Base shot him a cold stare, their weapons raised and aimed directly at Maurice’s head.

“Sir, this guy just insulted our commander. Should we take him out?” Ivan asked, his tone deadly serious.

The elite soldiers exuded a fierce atmosphere, their guns barely cooling from their recent use, making it clear they weren’t joking.

confused. Commander? Who’s he talking about? he wondered in

to the familiar face she recognized for help. “Mr. Ramirez, please don’t hurt my dad. It’s

He sighed in annoyance. “What’s with all the

Anderson Manor, he had seen Maurice be overly harsh on her. So, he didn’t hold back, shoving worn–out socks into the mouths of all three and tossing them aside.

one was going to help them. They took a moment to

this powerful figure, was always at

feeling both envious and frustrated

vulnerability in the DigitalKey

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and turned to Curtis. It’s foreign forces. They first attacked the Digitalkey Group’s system two months ago, and after that, Warren was chased down by a group of foreigners on the streets.

a worst–case scenario flashed in kis mind. “Do you think they’re in caboots with whoever attacked

could mean an orchestrated effort by foreign forces to steal artifacts, leading

us escape

idea. “If they were working together, they wouldn’t

of kids were definitely easier to handle than high schoolers, and they wouldn’t be running now.

from

“Give the file from the previous case to Quinlyn. We’ll handle both cases jointly, but Quinlyn will only provide support for your side.

a surge of gratitude. The last investigation into the foreign forces had stalled for ages due to a lack of technical skills, turning it into a cold case. With the recent theft of artifacts

Quinlyn’s status had changed significantly. With the people from the 901 Military Base protecting her at all times, he couldn’t even approach her directly. Now that Curtis had finally given the green light, he promptly sent all the files

attackers made it much easier to piece together

witness, Warren also recalled something and said, “Mr. Youngblood, Mr. Ramirez, it was Harriet who saved me when I was in danger. She might have noticed something

saved him? How did it become Harriet?‘ Still, he decided to bring

you think Quinlyn tricked Mr. Ramirez into thinking we are the bad guys? Can you help us explain?” Harriet rushed over and jumped into Warren’s arms, beginning to