Miyamoto Hoya frowned deeply.
Seven days.
A full seven days.
He had been in Sinian Country for exactly seven days and had yet to take away anything concerning No. 26!
The antiquities donated by No. 26 to Sinian Country were about to be cleared for return soon!
Donna then spoke, "Lord Hoya, please don't worry. I've been pushing the investigation along, I will get you a satisfactory answer."
The air was eerily silent.
Confined and oppressive.
Donna's palms were coated in a thin layer of sweat.
Suddenly, a phone rang, piercing the quiet atmosphere.
It was Miyamoto Hoya's personal mobile phone.
Miyamoto Hoya took out the phone, his expression somewhat eased, after a moment, he turned his gaze to Donna and barked, "Get out!"
Upon hearing this, Donna turned immediately, not daring to hesitate for a moment.
Only then did Miyamoto Hoya pick up the phone, responding gently, "Hello."
"Mr. Miyamoto." It was Miss Seaton's voice on the other end.
