Two days later, at Royal Estates.

The head of security approached Lysander with a careful air of guilt, "Mr. Sinclair, Susan has escaped. We've looked for two days but haven't been able to track her down."

"Did you check the passenger lists for trains, planes, and buses?" Lysander's voice was a deep rumble.

If they couldn't find her in Starhaven, there was a chance she used public transport to go somewhere else.

The security head nodded, "We've checked. There's no record of Susan buying a ticket."

Lysander's presence turned icily formidable.

Sinclair, I failed in my duties. I'll definitely

head

from a

him a

away from the company, your cousin, Payton Sinclair, took charge. Under his management, the company has been losing rather than gaining. This jewelry design project, which I've undertaken in your

back in and take over the Sinclair group once more smoothly and logically, he'd naturally start with a project. He'd use the success of the project to

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FAVOURITE GAMES ON

had been in name only the president's assistant. But as

career path, and a high salary made him feel motivated. Now, drawing a meager salary that didn't match his position, his status in the company dwindling by the day, he felt sidelined, a nonentity to snobbery colleagues who now dared to

with a leading design firm. The project was a

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