Reborn of Kate by Isla Rainfield

Chapter 245 Warning Signs.

The engines of the fire brigade arrived with haste, swiftly quenching the inferno that had erupted within those two chambers, while the wounded firefighters were promptly conveyed to the infirmary.

Eric’s visage turned frigid, his eyes piercing as he surveyed the turmoil in those ravaged offices. His voice cleaved the air, resolute and imperious, “Investigate this matter thoroughly. If you fail to uncover a lead… then none of you shall retain your posts!”

That such a grievous incident as an explosion could transpire within the Davison Group’s sanctum, under his very watch, was beyond comprehension.

This was no mere provocation–it was an egregious insult, desecrating the very integrity of his dominion!

Lucas’s

gaze

became intensely grave, swiftly replying. “Yes!”

With that, he abruptly turned, leading his contingent to procure surveillance footage and ascertain the truth behind the calamity.

Reports of the explosion at Davison Group inevitably surged across the digital ether, yet it failed to kindle a significant tempest. The official communiqué attributed the detonation to a transformer malfunction, exacerbated by the abundance of combustible materials within the premises.

Kate’s fingers clenched instinctively upon glimpsing the headlines. It was only upon confirming there were no fatalities that she breathed a sigh of relief.

descended, Eric’s vehicle glided steadily to a halt

backseat, her gaze initially tense as she scrutinised Eric, ensuring he bore no harm, before audibly exhaling. “Ric, what precisely occurred? Was it truly

“The room’s wiring was antiquated, compounded by excessive electrical load, thus

something. “By the way, has Miles contacted you? He mentioned an issue with

a trifling matter. I’ve

remained composed. He glanced at Kate, hesitating briefly before remarking, “Kate, the current milieu is turbulent. Perhaps you should retreat to the sanctuary of home for a

Studio’s affairs, the shipment

anomalies unequivocally

no desire to

his words Kate shook her head recoutely Ric I am

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added with resolve. “Moreover, even if I sequester myself at Summer Estate… fate’s decrees shall not be thwarted. I shall endeavour

shone through

tinged with hoarseness. “What fanciful notions! You

remembered another matter. “Oh, I wonder

straightened abruptly and