"If I'm not mistaken, Lord George, Northfortia must have a solid plan in mind, right?" The woman who had spoken earlier took another sip of her tea and asked.
"We can't really say it's a solid plan, we've called you all here to discuss it together." The curly-haired man replied with a slight shake of his head.
"Go on," another burly man spoke.
"Lord Anvik, if my memory serves me right, the previous Deputy Commander of the Warring States of Aquilandia was publicly beheaded by Glavale's current Supreme Commander, wasn't he?" the curly-haired man looked at him and asked.
"It's said that, at the time, they directly led a group to your capital, right?"
"Hmm, that incident, we will settle the score with Glavale sooner or later." Anvik responded with a heavy voice.
"If you want to settle the score, I suggest you do it as soon as possible." The curly-haired man continued.
"Currently, the only relatively vulnerable area on Glavale's borders is the northern border. If we keep waiting, you might miss the opportunity."
"When you suddenly mentioned this matter, Lord George, there must be some idea behind it, right?" Anvik asked with a thoughtful expression.
"Yes, I do have an idea. I'll explain, and we can discuss it together." The curly-haired man began to elaborate.
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Over the next couple of weeks, Billy stayed in Ozin and enjoyed his family time. Since the incident a few days ago, Zeph Knight's family had increased their visits to the Royal View Villas, bringing various gifts, and Tasha received many toys, each visit marked by smiles and warmth.
Seeing this scene, Fletcher was delighted, and he enjoyed every day with a smile on his face. However, Sharon couldn't let go of the grudge against Zeph's family. She didn't have a pleasant expression when facing them, but she didn't take any extreme actions. Zeph Knight had his way to maintain face, so Sharon reluctantly went along with it. The two times that Zeph visited their home, she put on a barely passable polite demeanor.
Harleen had been very busy recently. According to her, the preparations for the early stage of the company in the capital were almost complete, and it was about to begin official operations.
She had transferred a Vice President of SunPark Group named Liv Dalen to serve as the General Manager of the company's branch in the capital.
Billy knew Liv Dalen. She was a career-oriented woman in her twenties, previously serving as the Director of Marketing at World Group. Her abilities were excellent in all aspects.
One morning, after Billy sent Tasha off, he was about to go to SHADOW with Stout when Harleen called.
"Harleen, what's going on?" Billy answered the phone with a smile.
"Honey, don't go out these days. I need to make a trip to the capital right away, so you stay at home with Tasha." Harleen's voice sounded somewhat hurried.
"Why are you suddenly going to the capital? Is something wrong?" Billy asked, slightly puzzled.
"I just got a call from a colleague over there. She said that Liv Dalen, our General Manager in the capital, was injured by some thugs during dinner last night." Harleen explained.
"Hmm?" Billy was surprised. "Do you know the reason behind it?"
"It seems that a man wanted her to have a drink with him, but she refused, and then an argument broke out, leading to a fight," Harleen continued.
"Do you know who that person was?" Billy inquired further.
"We only know that the main person leading this group is nicknamed 'Raven,' but we don't know much else." Harleen replied.
"Okay, I'll accompany you for a trip to the capital these days." Billy offered.
"No need, dear. I don't need you to come right now. I'll go check it out first, and if I can't handle it, I'll call you later." Harleen replied.
"Alright, then. Please take care." Billy acquiesced.
Harleen hung up the phone.
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