North City, Vicars Hotel. Elliana Lyle emerged from the bathroom, supporting herself against the wall. The only word in her mind was pain. She was almost completely weakened, but fortunately Claire White had just come to give her medication, which she took, feeling slightly better than before. Who would have thought that the chocolate in Lana’s bag was from last year and already expired... Now it made her hesitant to try anything lightly. The man had been waiting at the door for her. Seeing her come out, he picked her up and gently placed her on the bed. After tucking her in, he asked worriedly: "Are you feeling better?" She nodded in response to his inquiry. She was better, but... But now she really didn’t have much appetite and just said: "I want to sleep, good night~" "Okay." The man simply lay down next to her, pressing the blanket with his body. It seemed he didn’t intend to sleep, but just wanted to make sure she fell asleep first. She knew that Norman Bennett definitely had matters to handle later, since she heard him receiving a call, presumably from Raymond Wood. "Norman Bennett, are you going out later?" "Yeah, to socialize." Half an hour later, the person in bed started lightly snoring, and soon after, there was a soft sound of the door closing. When the door closed, Elliana Lyle opened her eyes. She hadn’t slept, she simply couldn’t fall asleep. Her stomach felt like it was boiling with acid, almost corroding her stomach. When she heard the sound of the door, she knew Norman Bennett had left, and she called out, "Lana~" Soon after, Lana brought her some wontons. She ate while scrolling through her phone, and after finishing the bowl of wontons, she felt revived. She resumed searching the web for cases of trafficking and looked on North City Police’s official Weibo. There were no updates regarding Blackie and Yellow Hair, nor announcements of finding missing persons. Could it be that this matter won’t be announced? On reflection, it’s probably to trace the source further. ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭•𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢•𝓷𝓮𝓽 Not publicizing it now must be for future investigations. Bored, she opened WeChat and remembered letting Victor King check on Rupert Zeller before leaving and giving Rupert Zeller a bank card. Cat: "Victor King, how’s the matter handled?" No reply, probably asleep, considering it’s so late. Victor King: "Boss, what matter are you referring to? Eleanor’s help column is currently suing Luna for tax evasion." How did that come about? Luna couldn’t possibly be evading taxes. Victor King: "It’s been investigated that Luna has a high monthly income but hasn’t paid taxes." On seeing this, she realized the money she gave to Luna had already been taxed. It’s a personal account—a personal gift. Where did the talk of tax evasion come from? She believed the matter would collapse under scrutiny. Cat: "Did you check on Rupert Zeller?" Victor King: "I did, but was mistaken for a trafficker by his aunt and taken to the police station, but nothing happened." Seeing this, she felt relieved. When Norman Bennett left, she was still fast asleep, and when she woke up, it was already ten in the morning. She looked at her phone and saw a message from Luna asking if the job was done. She was momentarily confused; what job? Luna (Master): "Wasn’t it about arranging a meeting with Bella? Haven’t you done it yet?" Oh, she meant that matter, but it shouldn’t be urgent. Luna said she wouldn’t return until tomorrow. Cat: "Weren’t you coming back tomorrow? Tomorrow would be enough, right?" Luna (Master): "You’re so dense. Bella, the sly old fox, if you suddenly arrange a meeting, wouldn’t she be on guard? It’s better if you find an excuse now to arrange a time. Aren’t you her boss?" She made sense. Currently, the line with Savanna Windsor is unclear if there’ll be any follow-up, as it’s handed over to North City Police. Bella surely has many things yet to be revealed. Thinking of this, she suddenly remembered Bella mentioning the abandoned building when she met Savanna Windsor in the desert. Savanna Windsor was tight-lipped then. She didn’t even deny it. Therefore, she’s inclined to believe Bella did see Savanna Windsor. Cat: "Has Galen Collins investigated the abandoned building? Any results?" Luna (Master): "Investigated, but found nothing. Galen Collins says the abandoned building has been demolished." So quickly? Is it a coincidence or something else? It’s held firm all these years, only to be demolished now. This is definitely not mere coincidence. The thought of Red Mansion Hotel flashed in her mind, she suspects it since, according to Bella, Red Mansion Hotel and the abandoned building are a match. It’s very likely that Red Mansion Hotel is the front for the base. Luna (Master): "You said you saw Savanna Windsor in the desert, making Bella’s claim credible. The Red Mansion is highly suspicious." Luna (Master): "When I left Frontier City, I passed by and inspected Red Mansion, found nothing. It appears legitimate, with the added new renovations which seem like they’re covering up something." Before she finished reading the messages, Luna sent more images—all of them were interior pictures of Red Mansion Hotel. She looked through them; nothing seemed out of place, just an ordinary hotel. With Red Mansion newly renovated, there seems to be nothing traceable now, even if Red Mansion holds what she suspects, all evidence must be wiped clean. Finding evidence would be hard; at most, some subtle clues can be found. Even so, caution must not be relaxed. Cat: "I think we still need to be attentive. Once things quiet down, they might strike again." Luna (Master): "Understood, if you’re free, train more physically. Since you’ve left the entertainment circuit, follow me and you’ll never worry about money." "..." She felt she might end up poorer following Luna. Luna’s right; since she got involved, she needs the ability to protect herself, at least to escape danger. But making money through this isn’t necessary; she still has July Media, plus Zane Bennett’s company investment, she won’t worry as long as she manages well. Thinking of this, she recalled saying she’d recruit for the company a few days ago and mentioned it to Victor King; not sure of the current status. As she was about to message Victor King, a call popped up, the name was Galen Collins. She quickly answered it. "Hello, Galen Collins." "Miss Lyle, Adrian Young and Raymond Wood admitted to some things, claiming George Lyle is the mastermind, and once ordered them to harm your parents, but nothing else." Galen Collins paused for her reaction. These are trivial matters, mere hearsay, without evidence. They’ve likely spoken out of desperation. But the crucial points remain unspoken; their lips guarded tight, indicating widespread implication. What they revealed must be intended to alarm George Lyle. Thinking of this, she suddenly felt a bad premonition, quickly saying: "Galen Collins, do not yet question George Lyle, this matter..." Before she finished, Galen Collins interjected: "I understand, Miss Lyle, it’s about your parents, you have the right to know."