Three Years Forgotten, Why Go Crazy When I Say Goodbye? novel Chapter 443

She then called Mayor Henderson, demanding he host Mr. Smith's team perfectly. She also threatened him to keep his mouth shut about the disasters of the past two days, or there would be hell to pay.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the ridge, Willow and her team arrived at the village entrance.

They had been resting at the base of the mountain for the past few days due to the rain, only venturing up when the skies finally cleared today. Because they strictly followed wilderness safety protocols, moving cautiously and taking zero risks, they hadn't arrived until now. But the delay was worth it. At the very least, no one on their team had suffered a single scratch.

Arthur Vance had arranged for them to stay at Mayor Henderson's house as well. In a remote place like this, he was the only viable contact.

Mayor Henderson didn't mind. He was a practical man; as long as he got paid, he was happy. Previous reporters and researchers had always boarded at his place, too. It was just a weird coincidence that two different factions had shown up at the exact same time.

The mayor greeted Willow's team and led them inside. Unexpectedly, the moment they stepped into the yard, they bumped straight into Mr. Smith's group.

The second she saw Mr. Smith, Willow knew Sinclair Group was here too. It made sense. With such a rare case study on the line, no one in the industry would pass up the opportunity.

Mr. Smith spotted her as well. Thanks to Vivienne's poison in his ear, he had formed a negative opinion of Willow, pegging her as a mercenary opportunist. Naturally, he assumed she was only here to exploit the situation for profit.

He gave her a dismissive glance before averting his eyes. Willow, however, politely nodded in his direction.

As the two groups passed each other, Leo whispered, "What are they doing here?"

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