Even if Gavin had heard of Zordan before, it was too late to turn back now.
Who's to say Quantrill Group won't come after me if I let Zordan go now?
That was why Donald was not worried.
After leaving the abandoned factory, he headed straight to Tangent Group.
Though Mila could safeguard herself from trouble by invoking his name, Tangent Group was not his, and Sandriel was not his employee.
The cab soon arrived at the lobby of Tangent Group. Donald circumvented the turnstile with ease and slipped in behind an employee.
After examining the outline of the floor, he lifted the access card from the pocket of another employee. He clipped it on his chest the other way around before casually pouring himself a cup of coffee from the machine beside him.
Sipping his coffee, he perused the newspaper.
Occasionally, the other employees stole curious glances at Donald but did not come forward to ask any questions at the sight of his casual demeanor and the access card clipped to his chest.
Due to the size of Tangent Group, seeing new faces at the office was routine.
Besides, it would be meddlesome to ask every single newcomer who their supervisor was.
The sixteenth floor of Tangent Group was used exclusively for meetings. To prevent visitors from entering the wrong conference rooms, every door came attached with glass windows.
Thus, the visitors could see the attendees of the meetings via the glass window before entering.
Donald found Mila in the third conference room he peered into.
Possibly due to Donald's suggestion of maintaining a low profile, Mila wore an exaggeratedly large pair of spectacles that concealed almost half of her face.
There was only one female bodyguard flanking her.
With his cup of coffee in hand, Donald promptly pushed open the door and strode in.
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