RISE OF THE HEIRS: Getting Rid of The Traitor

72

"Something is wrong, Ms Reynolds."

Tom rose quickly from his chair. It was almost morning when Tom remembered to call Shannon after all night long of watching the furniture production without missing the procedures.

He rubbed his nose furiously as he realised something was off. Fighting off his overwhelming sleepiness, he leaned back and watched the stars through the glass window in his office.

"There's something wrong here. After all, no one anybody wants the others to see their quarrel."

Shannon, who was still closed up in bed, could not do much. She glanced at the clock that was still pointing to four in the morning while clearing her throat, adjusting her voice that was still hoarse because she had just woken up from a night's sleep.

"Didn't I tell you before? Because of her head injury, it's possible for Camellia to change for good in just a matter of nights. It doesn't hurt us anyway, does it? Maybe we have the advantage of keeping a close eye on their progress in making plans."