"Pops," Anne greeted her grandfather, who was sitting alone in the stable, looking at his horses. At times like this, she wondered where the sudden burst of energy in her grandfather's steps came from.The old man remained silent, avoiding Anne's gaze. Anne's heart sank, seeing her grandfather's reaction."Pops, if you're uncomfortable, should I send that old woman away right now?" Anne asked while hugging her grandfather from the side. "I don't want to see Pop sad," she pleaded again.Mr. Rocky didn't immediately respond to Anne; he took a deep breath, carefully weighing his words. If you were to say he was angry, that was a certainty, but he also understood that Danzel had likely made a decision thoughtfully. He wanted to respect that, but it didn't mean he couldn't respond. He wouldn't openly oppose it, but he wouldn't openly support it either."Pops..." Anne pleaded with a sad face, causing Mr Rocky's defences to crumble."I'm fine. But please keep that woman away from my radius,

"How did this happen?" a journalist asked Erwin as he exited the Dustown Prison gate to meet them. His cold and expressionless face, along with his tall, muscular build, made him look like a lion. The albatrosses kept their distance."Human error," Erwin replied shortly, but it raised more questions from the journalists."Does that mean this prison is easy to break out of? Should the outside community be worried if prisoners escape and threaten their safety one day?""As long as I'm in charge here, NO. Have you seen a single prisoner successfully escape?""How are the prisoners doing now?""They're all unharmed, and we'll soon rebuild the southern wing to provide them with the proper facilities as mandated by the law.""This is a significant issue during your leadership. Will you step down after this?"Erwin looked at the journalist who asked that while others moved their microphones closer to catch Erwin's response."If there's someone better than me, why not," Erwin finally answered

"Dan... Wake up, you're so weak," a voice grumbled with concern. I heard it somewhere between consciousness and unconsciousness as if my subconscious mind was pulling me closer to surrender to the comfort being offered."Come on, Dan, I can't carry you alone; I have to get back soon. Open your eyes! Open!" Erwin commanded, slapping my cheeks hard. I instantly sat up, blinking.Automatically, I examined my entire body, which appeared to be intact, except for my clothes, which were torn and burned in places.I was inside an abandoned cabin filled with dust."Dan! Focus! I'll leave you here. You know where to go next, right? I have to return to the prison before suspicions arise. Welcome to Operation Dandelion," Erwin patted my shoulder, smiling, I assumed, because he hadn't removed his head cover, probably paranoid about being discovered."Operation Dandelion?" I asked the words lingering in my memory."You can ask the system about it," Erwin replied shortly. His eyes darted around, and

After quenching my thirst with Anne, I left the room, smoked, and immediately contacted Gushton. I glanced at Anne, who was sound asleep.[What?] he asked straight away."I know what you have to find; look for the courier carrying the wine bottle. I guess the letter is stored in that bottle's label."[Woah, that's really clever. Okay, your information is super helpful. I'll inform the others to search more precisely.]"Wait, don't! Let them not know; I only told you and Hammam, you guys will be the ones to intercept the package. If Elliot can read our intentions again, our hope of getting that letter is gone into thin air.""Makes sense, okay. Wait for our update," Gushton closed.***"Baby, who are you talking to?" Alex inquired. Earlier, he heard the sweet and teasing voice of his fiancée talking to a man on the phone.Camilla, caught off guard was shocked, and her phone almost slipped from her hand."Baby! Why are you sneaking around?" she yelled playfully, trying to cover up her p

"Your hunters are now lost at sea, trying to survive and evade predators," Gushton reported with a satisfied laugh."Thanks, bro, for your help. But for now, I'll stay here, not sure what Elliot will do next. Can you send that letter to me?""Tsk, you're quite a bother. I already handed it over to Gatsby, as you instructed. I don't want to deal with that disgusting mafia," Gushton refused.I sighed deeply. I entrusted the letter to Gatsby because I knew he was the only criminal untouched by Elliot and Tom. Their businesses often intersect, but with Gatsby's numerous associates, Tom dares not disturb him. At a glance, their businesses are like two opposing factions. Merrick represents the white business, while Gatsby is in the black business. Gatsby deals with illegal activities, drugs, prostitution, and weapons.No, he doesn't want to work under Merrick. He despises Merrick, considering him hypocritical because he knows Merrick's cunning deeds. According