That would be front-page news in an instant! No way! Absolutely not!
Horace quickly said, “Sir, here’s the thing. Cure-Master Martinez specifically said that your treatments are free of charge. Please, don’t send her any tips. You know she prefers to keep a low profile and doesn’t want to attract attention.”
Mr. Louis paused in thought. “Horace, you’ve thought this through well. Alright, we understand. We’ll just watch the stream without doing anything.”
Robert, who was in charge of public relations, suggested from the side, “It would be best to use alt accounts.”
Mr. Louis recognized his voice. “Robert.”
Robert: “Yes, sir. I’m here.”
Mr. Louis’s voice was stern. “Some things aren’t what they seem on the surface. You should know about the Gonzalez affair, so I won’t say more. As for the Woods family, you’d be wise to keep your distance.”
Robert broke into a cold sweat. “Sir, I really have nothing to do with them!”
Mr. Louis’s tone softened. “As long as you’re clear on that. Urban development requires attracting talent and promoting it, but it must be based on reality.”
Robert wiped his sweat. “Yes, sir!”
Mr. Louis chuckled. “Alright, I won’t keep you from your work. We’ll all use alt accounts so we don’t create any burdens. But one thing: Rosalind is a child of rare character. She chose not to practice before, probably staying in her neighborhood. This time, she's likely stepping out for her grandmother's sake. Her talent can't be hidden. If you encounter anyone in your work who is jealous or tries to give her trouble…”
“Rest assured, sir, that won’t happen!” Robert immediately stood at attention. “She is a talent of our city. We will certainly value her!”
With that, the call finally ended.
Robert let out a sigh of relief and looked at Horace. “This Cure-Master Martinez…”
“Is incredible,” Horace said, laying his cards on the table. “You know that piece of shrapnel the old chief had? The hospital always said it couldn’t be removed.”
Robert was astonished. “You’re saying it was her?!”
For example, Mr. Martinez, who was recuperating at his private villa, was frowning at a report from Fabian. “Are that family still unwilling to reveal any information about Rose?”
Fabian clutched the paper. “We don’t know what happened behind the scenes. It seems like someone is directing them. They had previously agreed to meet with you.”
Mr. Martinez stood up, feeling a wave of dizziness.
Fabian quickly steadied him. “Chairman Martinez!”
“I’m fine.” Mr. Martinez regained his balance and looked at the vague report. “Rose must still be alive. Keep searching. As for that couple who sold her, find out what they want. As long as it’s not unreasonable, the Martinez family can satisfy their demands.”
Fabian lowered his eyes. “Chairman Martinez, there is actually another way to find Miss Martinez.”
Mr. Martinez looked at him. “What is it?”
Fabian said, “Chairman Martinez, you must have heard of The Obsidian Network…”

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