Chapter 245 Warning Signs.
The engines of the fire brigade arrived with haste, swiftly quenching the inferno that had erupted within those two chambers, while the wounded firefighters were promptly conveyed to the infirmary.
Eric’s visage turned frigid, his eyes piercing as he surveyed the turmoil in those ravaged offices. His voice cleaved the air, resolute and imperious, “Investigate this matter thoroughly. If you fail to uncover a lead… then none of you shall retain your posts!”
That such a grievous incident as an explosion could transpire within the Davison Group’s sanctum, under his very watch, was beyond comprehension.
This was no mere provocation–it was an egregious insult, desecrating the very integrity of his dominion!
Lucas’s
gaze
became intensely grave, swiftly replying. “Yes!”
With that, he abruptly turned, leading his contingent to procure surveillance footage and ascertain the truth behind the calamity.
Reports of the explosion at Davison Group inevitably surged across the digital ether, yet it failed to kindle a significant tempest. The official communiqué attributed the detonation to a transformer malfunction, exacerbated by the abundance of combustible materials within the premises.
Kate’s fingers clenched instinctively upon glimpsing the headlines. It was only upon confirming there were no fatalities that she breathed a sigh of relief.
As evening descended, Eric’s vehicle glided steadily to a halt outside HN Studio.
Kate slipped into the backseat, her gaze initially tense as she scrutinised Eric, ensuring he bore no harm, before audibly exhaling. “Ric, what precisely occurred? Was it truly a transformer malfunction. that caused the explosion?”
Eric nodded gently. “The room’s wiring was antiquated, compounded by excessive electrical load, thus precipitating the explosion. Fear not, Kate.”
Kate breathed a sigh of relief, then abruptly recollected something. “By the way, has Miles contacted you? He mentioned an issue with our shipment
“Yes, it’s a trifling matter. I’ve dispatched an inquiry.”
Eric’s countenance remained composed. He glanced at Kate, hesitating briefly before remarking, “Kate, the current milieu is turbulent. Perhaps you should retreat to the sanctuary of home for a time?”
Whether concerning HN Studio’s affairs, the shipment quandary, or Davison Group’s explosion…
This sequence of anomalies unequivocally signalled peril.
Eric harboured no desire to endanger Kate.
Ver unon hearing his words Kate shook her head recoutely Ric I am the CEO of HN Studio and your
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She added with resolve. “Moreover, even if I sequester myself at Summer Estate… fate’s decrees shall not be thwarted. I shall endeavour not to impede you and face these trials alongside you.”
Kate’s steadfastness shone through in her countenance.
Hearing her. Eric sighed softly, his voice tinged with hoarseness. “What fanciful notions! You have never been a hindrance to me.”
Kate nestled into Eric’s embrace, then suddenly remembered another matter. “Oh, I wonder if Hendrick is aware of these developments!”
She straightened abruptly and dialled Hendrick’s number.
After several rings. Hendrick answered, his soothing voice calming her heart. “Kate, what is amiss?”
The sound of Hendrick’s voice brought solace to Kate. She swiftly inquired. “Where are you presently, Hendrick?”
Hendrick, seated in a coffee emporium, sat upright at her query. A faint smile graced his lips replied. “I am ensconced in a coffee emporium, engrossed in a collaboration.”
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Opposite him sat a woman clad in casual black attire, observing Hendrick with keen interest, a faint smile playing upon her lips.
Upon hearing this, Kate swiftly continued, “Hendrick, do remember to augment your retinue of guards when venturing out. The current climate is fraught with danger, so do exercise caution!”
Hendrick’s expression turned grave instantly, and he asked softly, “Kate, has something untoward
occurred?”