(Author’s POV)
"Gunnar~ ... good that you are already here. I was just about to give you a call," Fabian spoke. He was in high spirits, thinking about tomorrow’s plan. "I need you to prepare something."
"Young master, I have been waiting for you," Gunnar said, sounding urgent.
"What is it? Why do you sound off? Did something happen to Grand ~ .... Chairman Larson?" Fabian’s tone shifted drastically as he started rushing towards the mansion. But Gunnar’s next words stopped him in his tracks, "No, his majesty~ ... it’s not about him. It’s about Ms. Miracle."
Fabian immediately snapped back to look at him, his brows wrinkled together, his face expressing confusion, "Myra~ ... what about her?" ’Just an hour ago, I was with her. She must be at her home. So, what’s making Gunnar sound so out of place?
"First of all, you need to see this~ .... then you’ll understand," Gunnar played the video. Throughout the span of the clip, Fabian’s facial expressions kept changing like a chameleon, from perplexed to frustrated and finally to angry. He grabbed the phone and spat, fuming, THIS SON OF A ROTTEN BASTARD~ ... what is he trying to do now?"
"Young master, this was posted on the university forum around fifteen minutes ago. But apart from that~ .... it has spread all over the internet. Several hashtags are trending regarding this matter as well," Gunnar added, explaining as well as showing him everything, one by one.
Actually, about three days ago, Fabian had given orders to Gunnar to find Nigel and his family and to bring them to him discreetly. But strangely enough, the Longs were nowhere to be found. Not at their villa, not the company or any of their relatives’ places, nowhere. It was as if they had vanished from the face of the earth. This did strike Fabian as weird, but he chalked it down to them hiding.
And now, all of a sudden, on the day of Myra’s discharge, a full blown apology comes out. Both of them found it rather odd. Fabian replayed the video; this time, he observed Nigel’s slightly, almost negligible swollen face and the background in the video. Although it looked like a normal room, but the simple desk, modest bedding, worn off curtains told a different story.
You know, how loaded money bags like Nigel’s behave. They love to show off. For those who hadn’t worked a single day in their entire life, they would never agree to live in a humble place like that, even if they were dying. And knowing Nigel, he sure wouldn’t.
"Find out where he is and what this place is and report to me in an hour," Fabian commanded. "On it," was Gunnar’s reply. He was briskly walking away when Fabian added, "Check whether the Everests are involved or not."
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’Brothers, did you check out the video? Did any of you~ .... do this?’ Nora asked point-blank via mind link.
Elio, who was in the car, accompanying Sara, queried, ’Video, what video??’
Dion and Brave were together in the Larson mansion. They, too, exchanged puzzled glances, then Brave asked, ’What are you talking about, Nora?’
’The one uploaded on the Red Stone University official page,’ Nora said. ’Be honest with me, did you do this, hmmm? Brother Dion?’ Her pendulum indicated him as he was the one investigating Myra’s matter.
Dion was on his phone, checking the video as he replied, ’I won’t do anything that Myra would oppose,’ his voice stern. ’Al, did you deal with that bratty human?’ He asked Alaric straightforwardly.
’No,’ was Alaric’s reply. ’As much as I would have loved to tear that filthy human apart, I didn’t,’ he thought.



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