Freya had no choice but to step back and send Nathaniel to the Technologent Group entrance first. Nathaniel made sure to stoop down and bid Freya farewell with affection as soon as he stepped out of the car.
The workers at the Technologent Group office building were uncomfortable and nearly spat out their breakfast when they saw this scene.
After Freya had left, Koen and the others drove to the underground parking area.
Finally, Hudson lost control and said, "Koen, do you think we should call Ozzy again? We should ask Ozzy to send a doctor to help Mr. Nathaniel examine his head."
"I was wondering if Mr. Nathaniel's abnormalities were caused by the fire or something else entirely."
Koen took a hopeless breath. "Forget it, don't ask; he feels fine in this state."
However, it was concerning because Mr. Nathaniel's security concerns still needed to be resolved.
Before, Mr. Nathaniel had a single-family villa of his own with a large view of the surroundings, making security force arrangements easier.
He now resided at Freya's apartment directly. There were a lot of renters in that area, and people came and went quite randomly. A number of them guarded Nathaniel by sleeping in the car outside all night.
"Maybe we can..." Hudson motioned to Koen, raised his arm, and circled up and down.
Koen lifted his eyebrows and said, "Speak!"
Hudson murmured, "Let's just buy all the neighbors' houses near Ms. Freya's house."
Koen's eyes twitched at the corners; even though they had followed Mr. Nathaniel and made a significant amount of money, money could not be spent in that manner.
"Why did you not mention that you would purchase the entire building?" Koen grimaced.
After being surprised, Hudson quickly bowed his head and dialed, "Hey, help me check something... Yes, this is the address I sent you. Whose property is it? A building...yes, buy everything."
"If you assist me in discussing it, I will offer you a portion of the profits. There is no issue with the price."
He didn't think this crazy man would purchase a building. Koen asked, "Hudson, do you think those owners are willing to sell it to you?"
"Remember, everything can be solved as long as you offer more money," Hudson said, narrowing his eyes as he lit a cigarette and leaned on the back seat to take a sip.
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