Nelson stood up immediately. He turned around and ran downstairs while dialing the number on his phone.
"Frida, what happened? How did Valiant East's project collapse?"
On the other side of the phone, Frida was also dumbfounded. She said with shock in her voice, "Collapsed? No way!"
"Now is not the time for you to have any suspicions. The news is out. Did Monique instruct you to do something again?"
"No, she didn't, Mr. Luther! Miss Monique hasn't bothered about these things recently ever since you told her that you would take care of it yourself."
"What about the materials?"
"The materials were just as we arranged before! We would make them fail the standards required for the project and ruin their reputation. Could it be that the material supplier was lying?"
Frida told Nelson everything, "However, wouldn't this help us finish our plan ahead of time? Weren't we hoping from the start that Valiant East would be destroyed?"
Nelson's footsteps came to a halt once again.
Frida was right. Wasn't the current outcome what he had been expecting? What exactly was he afraid of?
As long as he accomplished his task, he could avenge for Tiffany, who was a victim. Also, he would not be controlled by Monique anymore, able to live a new life.
He could also travel far away with Naomi!
Naomi!
The thought of her brought Nelson back to reality. Right, where was Naomi?
He thought about it and could not help but call out Naomi's name. Frida paused for a moment before saying, "Mr. Luther, are you thinking about Miss George? Miss George should be in the detention center at this moment! Perhaps this incident is a good thing for Miss George! Due to the fact that she has been in the detention center the whole time, this matter doesn't have anything to do with her."
That little devil in Nelson' s heart suddenly appeared again.
That was right!
The incident had nothing to do with Naomi! It was the Granger family's business. As long as Valiant East got punished, it meant that he had helped
Tiffany to get her revenge!
"Mr. Luther, are you still there?"
After Frida called his name a few times, Nelson finally regained his composure.
"Yes, I am," he answered in a low voice.
"Is there anything else you need me to do?" Frida asked again.
Nelson opened his mouth. However, in the end, he shook his head and said, "No! You can take a rest."
After that, he hung up on the call and looked up at the thundering sky.
The sky was dark and nothing could be seen.
Maybe he should pretend that he knew nothing about what had happened that night. Everything would be over by the next day!
After he decided to be heartless, he turned around and entered his room.
He forced himself to take a shower and then went to bed.
However, he could not sleep well that night.
He had a dream, in which he seemed to be an onlooker at the site.
Then, he spotted the collapsed site and many people were searching for survivors. The whole place was in a state of chaos!
He stood there for a while and suddenly saw a familiar petite figure in the crowd. She wore a helmet and her face was covered with mud.
Like everyone else, she desperately removed the collapsed concrete pieces with her bare hands.
She clearly was wearing a pair of gloves, but her fingers were still worn out, her blood dying the gloves red.
What was even more terrifying was that no one had noticed her condition.
Behind them, the half- collapsed wall began to crack as the heavy rain washed against it.
Just as that slab of concrete was about to collapse, Nelson suddenly shouted loudly.
"Be careful!"
Naomi, in his dream, raised her head, as if she had heard something, and looked in his direction.
Then, with a loud sound, she was buried!
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