In the basement, Rnd received a response shortly after sending out his
message.
"Don''t overdo it."
Rnd chuckled, shaking his head as he typed his reply, one line at a time.
"I know, I know you''re worried."
"But honestly, I don''t think they need our concern. I haven''t even exerted any real effort yet, and they''ve almost wrapped up the situation."
"With such a mindset and skills, you would think they''re a seasoned yer."
The other side didn''t respond to his teasing. Instead, another message flickered on the screen, "When do you n to step in and finish it?"
"No rush," Rnd tapped on the keyboard.
"Ryan can''t handle the executives at the top of thepany. Once the storm intensifies, we''ll start by rooting out those ambitious wolves and parasites among the leadership."
"As for the person who attacked me..."
He pondered for a moment before typing, "I''ve been working closely with your team, and there are plenty of anxious folks. Who knows who jumped the gun first? This incident might have escted so quickly because someone was stirring the pot behind the scenes. You keep an eye on things from the outside, make a list, and once I''ve cleaned up the internal mess, we''ll investigate and deal with them one by one."
A single punctuation mark was the reply.
As concise as always, Rnd couldn''t help but smile and replied, "So, when do you n to see her?"
"Not the right time."
"Is it really not the right time, or are you just afraid?"
Rnd was puzzled, "Considering what happened back then, wasn''t she the one who wronged you? What are you afraid of?"
It took a long time for the other side to reply, "That''s none of your business."
Alright.
Guess his chatter wasn''t appreciated.
He wasn''t too keen on meddling anyway. Even if those two ended up happily together, he wouldn''t benefit in the slightest.
M was unaware of the basement dealings.
She had left Rnd ample food, supplies, and medication. After a rare asion
of cooking a meal for herself and Julian, she grabbed a few changes of clothes and headed back to the hospital.
With the trial looming and this new incident cropping up, M spent her time closely monitoring the unfolding events online concerning the disappearance of The Lockwood Group''s head.
She could see that someone was deliberately fanning the mes online.
All she could do was hope that their efficiency wasn''t too overwhelming, allowing
her and Miranda to ride out this storm, just for a few days.
The Lockwood Group''s crisis erupted with startling speed.
By the next day, their stock prices had noticeably dropped, with shareholders frantically selling off their stocks.
In just a couple of days, The Lockwood Group was teetering on the brink of copse.
Even as an outsider, M was shocked by the rapidity of it all. Whoever was behind this seemed intent onpletely bringing down The Lockwood Group.
Moreover, the speed of the stock sell-off was unusual. Was there some internal leak, or was thepany facing internal issues as well?
M pondered the possibilities.
But ultimately, it wasn''t her problem. Her role was to monitor the progress of the investigation, which was now under police scrutiny.
Things were getting increasinglyplicated.
While M was wrapped up in her concerns, Lysander and his team were finally making headway.
...
At the Falcon Technologies office, Leonard entered to find Lysander alone, focused on hisputer. He handed over the documents he was carrying.
"We''ve uncovered a few things."
"Most of the online buzz is from paid trolls, but the payments for their services have beenundered through severalyers, making it impossible to trace back to the source. The stock sell-off at The Lockwood Group is peculiar."
"Peculiar?"
Lysander took the documents, scanning the densely packed information, his brow furrowing.
Leonard continued, "The first to sell off their stocks were a few major stakeholders from The Lockwood Group''s upper echelon. Their actions were swift and unexpected, almost as if they were preparing to flee. And the entities buying these stocks are even stranger..."