Atlas quickly stepped in. "I'm from the real estate agency."

I glanced at Atlas, unsure of his intentions. He added, "There's been an issue with the paperwork, so we came to discuss it with the landlord and buyer."

"They just left," Bernard informed Atlas eagerly. "I was wondering why those people came."

"Oh! They're from a renovation company. They were trying to get some business," Atlas casually explained.

I understood that Atlas was trying to avoid unnecessary attention.

"How long have they been gone?" Atlas continued to ask.

"Not long, about ten minutes," Bernard said warmly. "I was wondering why he seemed upset."

At that moment, Cane quickly came upstairs, locked eyes with Atlas, and said to everyone, "We're leaving!"

I quickly bid Bernard goodbye, locked the door, and went downstairs with Atlas.

Downstairs, Cane whispered something to Atlas. Atlas's expression visibly froze, and my heart skipped a beat. Knowing Atlas as well as I did, that expression indicated that the si