Josefina knew that if she couldn't find the information herself, the government certainly could.
"Darren," she said, "if it's too much trouble, just forget it. I'm sorry for asking so much."
Just as Josefina was about to get up and leave, Darren agreed.
"No worries, I'll help you out. You've done me such a big favor; it's only fair I return it."
With that sorted out, Oliver walked Josefina out of the National Security Bureau.
"Hey Josie," Oliver said, "Grandpa texted me. He’s asking if you can come over to the old family house for a big family dinner tonight."
"Sure," she replied with a smile, knowing she’d mostly be a quiet presence at such gatherings.
...
The Cole family was hanging out in the living room, waiting for dinner.
Brandon had gone to the kitchen, saying he wanted to personally oversee the making of handmade pasta, promising Cole a taste of his childhood.
Just then, a servant led in a woman dressed in a sharp business suit.
The servant announced, "Just leave it here. The master will check it out soon."
The manager stood by, visibly nervous, eyes downcast to avoid any unnecessary trouble.
She wouldn’t have come to the Baldwin family estate if it weren't for delivering jewelry worth millions.
The rumors were true; this upscale neighborhood was just as posh as people said, with every step feeling like a journey. Finally managing to catch a ride in a golf cart, she arrived, awed by the mansion's opulent interior, as bright as day. Marble floors that were probably as common as wood elsewhere left her practically speechless.
Then, she heard Sandi's voice.
"Dad, Mom, is Grandpa giving me a present?"
Makiko also spotted the emblem on the case, indicating its hefty value.



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