The convoy of Mercedes-Benzes came to a slow halt outside the gates of the Bert Group.
The journey had been unusually tense, devoid of any ambushes or attacks.
This was hardly the style of the Oscar family.
Grace suppressed her worries and, in her high heels, gracefully entered the building.
Jonathan lit a cigarette, one hand casually in his pocket, and strolled into the building as if nothing were amiss...
Everything seemed eerily quiet.
Quiet in a way that made one's heart skip a beat.
At the entrance of Bert Group, the security team remained on duty as usual.
The security guard Don, dressed in his uniform, stood under the scorching sun, diligently performing his duties at the gate.
Meanwhile, security team leader Kent Edgeworth lounged in the air-conditioned comfort of the guar
