Claude sat by the hospital room window, his laptop open and a pile of files stacked neatly beside him. The morning sunlight filtered through the white curtains, casting soft patterns on the floor. Mio was resting again, her breathing steady and peaceful, her face half-buried in the pillow. Every few minutes, he glanced her way, his sharp eyes softening before turning back to the screen—where the real battlefield awaited him.
His phone buzzed quietly on the table. A message from Shen flashed across the screen.
Shen: "All documents regarding Serena Vayne, Richard Vey, and Cassandra Vey are compiled and verified. Police cooperation is in progress."
Claude exhaled slowly, his jaw tightening as he read. His fingers moved swiftly across the keyboard, typing a quick response.
Claude: "Good. Keep contact minimal. I don't want any leak before the official statement drops."
