On the other end of the phone, Tricia hesitated for a moment: "Ms. Sophie, are you sure about this? They're still a patient."
"Yes, just do as I say."
"…Yes."
Before the two people inside the house could celebrate, their phones suddenly started buzzing with notifications.
At first, they were all smiles, thinking of finding something to do.
But soon, the buzzing became an incessant stream of alerts, and their expressions gradually turned rigid.
Their phones were flooded with hundreds of documents, including contracts from business partners, renewal contracts from advertisers, breach of contract documents from when business had stalled recently, financial statements, departmental summaries, staff layoff plans, and investigative files on spies The Silent Shadows had in various companies.
Just seeing the names of these files was enough to overwhelm Jenna. She glanced at Sophie, who had walked into the room, and asked, "All of these…?"
"Yes, all of them."
Sophie said, "Because of The Silent Shadows' crackdown on everyone recently, each company is facing similar situations. Colby has been so busy that he has to attend meetings at Costello Corporation before dawn every day, hiring elites from various universities to help everyone reduce the workload. It's cost tens of millions so far. Jenna, the Dennis family doesn't seem to be in a good place either. You've got to hang in there."
"Sophie!"
Jenna was exasperated.
Sophie simply covered her ears and turned to walk into the next room, Adler's bedroom.
Adler was already holding his phone up to Sophie, looking serious as he said, "Sophie, I was out of line earlier. You've really worked hard these past three days. I think my injury is quite severe, and I might need another month or two to recover. I'm entrusting the Tredgold family affairs to Ms. Sophie for this time!"
"Wishful thinking."
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