“Who sent this letter?”


    Startled, Fernando snapped back to attention and replied promptly, “I checked the surveince video, but I didn’t spot anyone suspicious.


    ” His gaze was scrutinizing as he spoke.


    Matthew furrowed his brow, tightening his grip on the letter.


    Instructing Fernando to continue checking the surveince footage, he sat on the sofa, attempting to organize the chaotic thoughts swirling in his mind.


    The letternded on the table with a casual toss.


    It appeared that Prosperity Group was being targeted, but the sender’s identity remained a mystery.


    Who could it be? The person sent him a warning letter today.


    What would they do the next day?


    This situation was spiraling out of his control.


    However, acting passively would only make his foes bolder, which could eventually harm Ste and his family.


    As Ste was staying with the crew at the shooting site, Matthew grew even more restless.


    He took out his phone but it rang first, disying Neville’s name on the screen.


    Matthew frowned and pressed the answer button.


    “What happened between you and Ste?” Neville asked urgently.


    “I just arrived to prepare for the ground-breaking ceremony and saw Ste at the shooting site next to us.


    She had a big suitcase.


    Seems like she’s nning to stay there.


    Did you two have a fight?”


    Matthew’s chest constricted.Belongs to (N)?vel/Drama.Org.


    He deftly avoided Neville’s question and said, “Come to Blue Moon Bar first.


    I have something urgent to discuss with you.


    ”


    After ending the call, Matthew contacted the bodyguards assigned to protect Ste and confirmed that they were still with her.


    A sense of relief washed over him.


    When Matthew arrived at the bar half an hourter, Neville was already seated in the booth, and several bottles of wine adorned the table.


    Although Neville was initially curious about whatever went on between Matthew and Ste, he changed the topic upon seeing Matthew’s serious expression.


    “What’s going on that you needed to talk to me urgently?”


    Matthew proceeded to recount recent events, producing the ominous letter.


    As Neville nced at it, his expression grew more solemn.


    “So, you suspect your father may have a bastard child?”


    With a somber expression, Matthew nodded.


    “The target of the enemy is clear.


    I’m worried they might resort to more despicable methods to harm those around me.


    ”