The patriarch of the Crimwell family knew he had to act swiftly. Although it might have appeared trivial at first glance, the truth was that the Crimwell family faced a threat from someone far more powerful.
If this situation continued unchecked, they would likely suffer enduring repercussions, particularly with the spread of false information swirling around them.
"Yes, sir." The woman took the phone from the desk, dialing attentively while she listened to the digits her boss relayed. Finally, the call connected, and she handed the phone to him.
"Hello? Who's on the line? A rat being hunted by a snake?"
A soft, melodious voice floated from the speaker, prompting the middle-aged man to grit his teeth. He was hesitant to stoop so low as to ask for a favor from someone like her, but he was well aware of her strength and influence. Gathering his resolve, he took a deep breath and made his request.
