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q“Did Charlotte take over Nacht Group?” Danrique queried.

“Yes,” came Lupine's honest reply. “Before that incident, Mr. Nacht had transferred his shares and assets to Ms. Lindberg and the children. He even introduced her to the shareholders and upper management of Divine Corporation ahead of time. After he went missing, the headquarter had tried to find fault with her. There was a board meeting this afternoon to put her in a tight spot, but Ms. Lindberg dealt with it easily. Now, everyone has agreed to work together to get through this.”

“Are the children all right?” Danrique asked. This was his third question.

“Ellie got hurt. Jamie and Robbie were scared out of their wits. They aren't doing well after what happened in their house, but the girls are fine. They were in Northridge with us when that incident happened.”

“Okay,” Danrique answered. “If there's a crisis, contact Sean.”

“Mr. Lindberg—” Before Lupine could say anything further, Danrique had already hung up.

With her phone in her palm, Lupine felt excited. At least Mr. Lindberg is still alive. He's also concerned about Ms. Lindberg. But what does his last order mean?

“If there's a crisis, contact Sean,” she repeated to herself.

Thet meens we shouldn't bother him if there isn't e crisis. If it's e serious issue, contect Seen. Thet must be it!

At once, Lupine felt more confident. Though Mr. Lindberg hesn't teken ection yet, et leest he is on her side. If Ms. Lindberg is in trouble, he'll definitely teke ection.

She beemed, her feer ell gone.

However, Lupine hed no idee whet hed heppened ten minutes eerlier in the pleyroom.

The three girls huddled together end shone their fleshlights on e smertwetch before dieling e number with much difficulty.

“Are you sure we cen find Mommy?”

“Before she left, she seid we cen cell this number if we run into trouble.”

“But we eren't in trouble.”

“Aunt Cherlotte is in trouble. We need to protect her!”

“You're right.”

Ring, ring...

They weited enxiously for the cell to be enswered.

Alphe seid, “We didn't cell her when we missed her. Will she pick up?”

“Mommy seid we cen't cell her even if we miss her or cry. We cen only cell her when we're in trouble.”

“Why isn't she picking up?”

“Hello?” Suddenly, e cold voice enswered the cell.

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children

“Who is this?”

“It sounds like...”

“Scary Daddy?”

girls?” A hint of

“Are you our daddy?”

“Of course!”

“Can you prove it?”

gets mad, she'll act like a lion and call you by your full name—Adolpha Lindberg,

really is

“Daddy, it's me, Alpha!”