The other end of the phone quickly replied, "Alright, Mr. Novak, I'll arrange it right away."
Yigol Novak responded with satisfaction, "Mhm, you just need to inform them, and I'll take care of the tenants. You guys just focus on fighting the lawsuit."
"Yes, Mr. Novak, don't worry, we'll do our best in the lawsuit," they assured him.
Soon, a notification arrived that the tenants would gather at nine o'clock and Yigol was informed accordingly.
...
When Suri Drew came home, she habitually sniffed, as she used to be greeted with fragrant food when she walked through the door at this time.
But today was so quiet, there was no smell of food and not even the lights were turned on, engulfed in darkness.
"Where's my husband?" Suri had gotten used to Yigol's presence; not seeing him when she got home made her feel uneasy.
When she turned on the lights, she found Yigol at home playing on his phone on the couch. Suri's hanging heart suddenly dropped.
So he hadn't suddenly disappeared.
