In one of the antique shops owned by the Naiswells…

Rosalie Naiswell asked the staff to put away several precious antiques. She then closed the shop, about to leave.

Just then, a few large men surrounded her.

“You must be Miss Rosalie of the Naiswells, right?”

“My master would like to meet you.”

They spoke in a polite way.

The startled Rosalie had an inkling where they might have come from. She said coldly, “I’m sorry. I still have some things to settle here, so I’ll see him another day.”

The shop staff were somewhat frightened, but they also knew that this could be their chance to show off their valor. They stood in front of Rosalie.

“Miss Naiswell, aren’t you too naïve to rely on just a few ordinary people to protect you?”

The other party flashed her a grim smile.

Moments later, screams rang out from the shop.

In the end, Rosalie was taken away, leaving only the wailing staff.

***

Soon after, Tyson made a call to Harvey.

“CEO York! We just got word that Miss Naiswell