The night turned out to be anything but calm.

The news of a fire at Stellas warehouse quickly made headlines and soon, it was all over the internet, stirring widespread discussion.

Sanford was seated in his study, his stern expression illuminated by the Light.

He dialed a number and gave instructions to the person on the other end.

Ensure the incident of the fire at the warehouse is handled quietly.

Matthew will be investigating, and we need to make sure it doesnt lead back to us.

Also, send more supplies to Stellas studio so her work isnt too disrupted.

After sorting out everything, Sanford hung up, but just then, the phone rang again.

He glanced at the caller ID, hesitated briefly, and then answered with a respectful tone, Grandpa. A strong, elderly voice responded, clearly displeased, Sanford, youre moving too slowly.

Sanford quickly replied, Im on it.

expedite

said firmly, Dont let me

focused on that

see improvements soon, Ill have

he fought to keep his voice

Lowell family, but

will naturally take more time to discover where

man cut in sharply, Im not interested in excuses,

I want results.

You have three months.

ready to explain further, but he

call was

window, staring into the

his

turned deep and mysterious, as

sunlight filtered through the small gap in

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