Chapter 252

Chapter 252 Homecoming

The voice that echoed through the telephone was a delicate whisper, barely stirring the air. Eric stood with solemn countenance, his eyes fixed upon unseen horizons. A pregnant pause ensued before he spoke, each word dripping like honey from his lips, Tunderstand.”

A fleeting silence settled, broken only by the chill in his tone. “It is the machinations of those individuals that stir unrest. However, Kyle’s position bears sensitivity. I will tell him to retreat to Maridonia

At this point, murmurs from the other end was heard briefly, acknowledged by Eric before he severed the connection.

Beneath the vaulted sky, Eric stood by the grand window of the apex, surveying half the realm of Capital City. His countenance, etched with stern lines, masked eyes that glinted with an unveiled

threat.

Moments passed before he turned, pushing open the door to meet Kyle, who stood alongside Miles. Kyle’s gaze held a wary anticipation, while Miles, upon noticing Eric’s approach, ventured forth with eager inquiry. “What tidings?”

Eric’s voice, calm as the tranquil sea, broke the stillness. “What’s the news??

Miles visibly deflated, an expression of disbelief was shown upon his face. “Indeed, to Maridonia…

His voice trailed off wistfully, eyes darting towards Kyle.

In contrast, Kyle retained composure, resignation etched upon his features.

Eric’s gaze, piercing as a winter’s chill, shifted from Kyle to Miles as he continued. “It is not exile.”

Miles‘ countenance brightened, whilst Kyle, taken aback, exclaimed, “Truly?”

Eric nodded, his icy gaze unwavering. Softly, he intoned, “And you, join us.”

“Why?” Miles queried, perplexed. “Our collaborative venture remains uncompleted. What necessitates my departure?”

“Therein lies no query, Eric responded cryptically, turning to depart.

Kyle and Miles exchanged a glance, the latter muttering, “Eric acts with strange intent….

Before Kyle could retort, his pocket stirred with a subtle vibration. Glancing at the message, his expression darkened markedly.

With a brusque gesture, Kyle grasped Miles‘ shoulder, his tone now frigid, “Let us depart, to our homeland… and toil.”

As they departed Davison Group in haste, Miles protested, “Kyle, what urgency is this? What task demands our swift flight?”

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airport.

Eric observed their departure, his gaze profound and shadowed.

Fingertips traced thoughtfully over his phone, deftly navigating encrypted channels where urgent missives awaited.

Upon perusing them with stoic countenance, Eric swiftly issued terse commands before stowing away his device.

In Capital City, recent explosions had roused public alarm, yet thorough investigations attributed them to short circuits due to aged electrical conduits, allaying fears and dispatching specialists for repairs.

Kate, perusing the official communique at HN Studio, found solace amidst her coffee break. Perhaps the Davison Group’s calamity too owed to antiquated infrastructure.

Rereading the report, she finished her cup. gently massaging her stiffened wrist, refocusing on HN Studio’s manifold obligations.

Beyond the studio’s purview lay concerns encompassing Davison Group, Lowe Group, and the collaborative enterprises of Miles and K.M. Troubled shipments had been redressed, with new merchandise already launched into the market.