“Hahaha,” Mirabel Shelton purposely uttered a bold smile on her face. She couldn't help but throw up a little more to send an explicit message to all the security personnel at the backdoor entrance. “Not at all Eric Daniels. Do come over with some of your co-colleagues. All the answers you seek would be detailed,” she quickly returned to a mild expression while spilling more words in confidence.Mirabel Shelton ensured she was thorough with her words to avoid any form of extra misconception or doubts. She understood the rule of security that would give the security personnel the decision to employ a more precautionary measure if they perceived any form of duress or uncertainty from the caller's tone.Little wonder, Mirabel Shelton started with a bold smile to disentangle whatever thought that could be building up in their sensory organs.Eric Daniels reactively glanced at the other four security personnel who in reciprocation stared at themselves. From their facial expressions, they

Julian Mars Roland's words resound in Mirabel Shelton's eardrums she nudged her ear further to learn more about what the Grandmaster possibly meant.The GrandMaster's disposition connotes ridicule and contempt like he got the ball in his court against The Petersburg family. Little wonder he was able to go hard against them after he bounced to wealth.Julian Mars Roland could vehemently deduce the possible words echoing in the hearts of everyone who was concerned about the investigation.When all eyes were readily awaiting the arrival of Eric Daniels and his co-colleagues. Julian Mars Roland was active in dropping implicit bombshells against the Petersburg family.[Could he have made that statement out of revenge or victory?]The interest of everyone else unavoidably aroused as they were engrossed in deducing the long history between the Julian Mars Roland and the Petersburg family that didn't seem to subside any time soon.The supervisors at first wondered why Julian Mars Roland was a

Mirabel Shelton's words weren't perceived from a place of confusion like it had been the first time she stood vehemently against Rihanna Petersburg and made her three unexpected suggestions.She has fully identified herself to be more concerned about the welfare of humanity than the care of any sort of jobs Boston Billions Hotels and Suites would have offered her if they chose to terminate her employment rights.The three suggestions were firm in her heart and she had no regrets but spilling them out. It pretty much seemed like she took her affirmation seriously of being the police's friend.From the CCTV camera situated in the reception outer wing. It could be estimated that Eric Daniels and his co-colleagues got about a minute and twenty seconds to arrive at where the GrandMaster had been.The five minutes he had mouthed to arrive has most likely taken almost ten minutes. However, Mirabel Shelton didn't bother to reach out to him again after the first conversation.She believed that

He stylishly trailed his finger toward the legendary diamond necklace while keeping a close watch on the three security personnel who had expressed their support for his dream and aspirations.Julian Mars Roland was never the breed that rushed to conclusions with mere words but would prefer concrete actions that would stand as evidence to the outspoken words.[Would Eric Daniels and his co-colleagues disappoint sooner?]Julian Mars Roland nodded his head in a complicated outlook while fixing his hands in his pocket before mouthing further words:“We need explicit information of what transpired at Boston Billions Hotels and Suites about two hours ago,” The GrandMaster reactively spoke up as keeping silent hadn't gotten them anywhere yet.As much as he would want to be meticulous while observing the intent of Eric Daniels and his co-colleagues. He hadn't for once forgotten the course that prompted Mirabel Shelton to reach out to the backend security department.“We strongly believe that

Eric Daniels and his co-colleagues turned sideways and gave one another a hinted stare that sent an intriguing message across their sensory organs. They breathed in speechlessness while maintaining a concerned outlook with the suspension aura enthralled in the atmosphere.The security personnel had several thoughts of living rent-free in their hearts but the most engrossing to them was the real intent of the two personnel who used the backdoor entrance as an exit point.Could they have been wrong about the mailbox information delivered to their department over two hours ago? Could they have been carried away not to have properly examined the sent evidence that Rihanna and Herold Petersburg used the backdoor entrance?They couldn't have been that dumb not to deduce manipulated information if they saw one. Or could they? The actions that would unfold in the shortest time would determine their employment stance in Boston Billions Hotels and Suites and would always shed more light on thei