Meanwhile, Adrian traversed past the middle-class rooms and arrived at the lower deck.

Several burly men, clad in heavy fur coats, stepped forward, respectfully inquiring, "Why have you returned, sir?"

Brutus and the others had witnessed Adrian being escorted away, so they hadn't anticipated his return just a few hours later.

Adrian glanced past Brutus’ group and gazed at the door of his former room. It struck him as somewhat amusing to think that Alfie and the others had yet to emerge from inside.

"There was a minor mishap, but nothing serious. With me here, the lower deck is perfectly safe," Adrian reassured.

‘That’s hard to say for the other two decks,' he thought.

Adrian sensed that Autumn aimed to distract him to accomplish some undisclosed purpose. He didn't have a clear strategy to handle this situation and found himself in a rather passive position. However, being misunderstood was a minor concern for him. The real trouble would arise if Autumn's goal was achieved.

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