“Come to my office.”
Fabian pondered for a moment before picking up the phone on his desk and giving his order.
Soon, Fabian's trusted aide came as he was called. He stood before Fabian's desk in a respectful manner, awaiting instructions.
“I want you to make an announcement to the company. Tell them that I can let everything slide and pretend as though it had never happened, but they have to understand that I have tolerated as much as I could. If this occurs again, which I hope not, they have to take into consideration the consequences and whether or not they have what it takes to bear it.”
Fabian assigned the tasks to his aide. Some time ago, Lyna managed to find evidence of corruption committed by some of the top leaders of his company. That was how she won them over. Now the whole company was in a constant state of panic, for fear that they would be Fabian's next target.
Initially, Fabian intended to execute a remediation of the company's internal management, but then there was Hannah's situation to consider. How could he have the extra energy to deal with work when his mind was very much focused on Hannah? Therefore, Fabian had decided to pardon his employees and not hold them accountable.
“Yes, Mr. Norton.”
The aide nodded in response.
“Right. I also want you to take Hannah's companions to a concealed location. And find out who lives in the house opposite hers. You should know what to do,” Fabian gave more orders as he toyed with the teacup on his desk. His patience seemed to be wearing thin.
“Alright. That's all for now. You may go.”
After his aide left, Fabian stopped what he was doing and sat up straight. He picked up the phone and dialed another number. He called the agency specifically in charge of collecting intelligence for the five prominent families.
There were at least one of Fabian's men working undercover in each of the five prominent families, ready to relay confidential information at any time. This time, what Fabian wanted to investigate was none other than the death of Hannah's birth mother.
“Hi, this is Fabian.”
Fabian spoke on the phone, remaining cool and
collected.
“Agent 0027 at your service. How can I help you, Mr. Norton?”
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