Nash shot up from the sofa. “Is she with Skadi?”


    Hera was the closest to Skadi. The reason why they could not contact her was most probably because


    she wanted some quiet time to herself.


    “I’ve tried contacting Skadi, but she doesn’t know where Hera is either,” Lauren replied.


    “Alright, Mom. Please don’t worry. I’ll contact some people and we’ll find her!”


    After offering some words offort, Nash dialed Hera’s number, only to receive a prompt saying that


    her phone was switched off. Just as he was about to call Skadi, a call from her came through.


    “Nash! Hera is missing!” Skadi’s voice was filled with worry. She was concerned that Hera might have


    been feeling overwhelmed and ran away. She was concerned that she might perhaps even be


    contemting suicide.


    “Did she talk to you about anythingst night?” Nash asked.


    “She didn’t really talk to me muchst night! If anything happens to her, I’m holding you


    responsible!” Skadi said coldly.


    “Let’s focus on finding her first,” Nash replied without bothering to exin further.


    He ended the call and then contacted Xeno to help him locate Hera. Then, Xeno’s associate who had


    been waiting outside entered. It was Xeno’s team that had found Herast time.


    Nash also called Angelica, asking her to check the surveince cameras outside Baroque. She called


    back around noon. “Surveince footage showed Hera took a taxi to De’anne Cemetery!”


    “Alright, thank you!” Nash hung up the phone and headed outside.


    There were no cars around the vi. He would have to hail a cab to get to De’anne Cemetery. It


    seemed like he would need to find time to buy a means of transportation soon, perhaps a car.


    Nash walked outside briskly.


    Hera emerged from the cemetery wearing a long Mnese-style beige overcoat. Tear streaks adorned


    her charming and delicate face. She had talked to her grandfather for quite some time while also


    cursing Nash out vehemently.


    Now that she had vented her anger, it was time to get back to business. She gged down a taxi by the


    roadside and got in. “Mister, please take me to Cloud Peak Pce Hotel,” she said.


    Cloud Peak Pce Hotel was a five-star hotel and an affiliate of Jonford Universal Group. Hera had


    received an email from Justin, the business manager of Universal Group, earlier this morning. They


    had decided to sign the contract for the chips at the price originally proposed by Baroque Group.


    However, she was required to treat their department to a meal, the location being Cloud Peak Pce


    Hotel. She was also instructed not to tell anyone about it.


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    Hera agreed without hesitation.


    It was normal for a supplier to treat a client to a meal. Hera checked the average spending at Cloud


    Peak Pce Hotel prior on several tforms and found that even the most luxurious package cost only


    200,000 dors per table.


    Even if their department made up three tables, she would only need to spend around 600,000 dors.


    She did not want to lose such an opportunity. Universal Group was a super big client, and if they were


    to sessfully sign the contract, Baroque Group might not need to look for other clients anymore. They


    could make a fortune just by supplying chips to Drake Group and Universal Group.


    The reason why Justin did not want others to know about this was because he did not want others to


    find out that she was treating him and his department to a meal. Such unspoken rules were not allowed


    in anypany.


    An hourter, the taxi arrived outside Cloud Peak Pce Hotel.


    Cloud Peak Pce Hotel was situated in a wend park on the outskirts of the eastern suburbs. Two


    grand buildings stood on either side of ake. The buildings were connected at the upper sections,


    forming three additional stories. The three upper floors above thekeprised the hotel area.


    The air here was fresh, and the sunlight was warm. Hera took a deep breath, feeling considerably


    better. A slight smile yed at the corner of her mouth as she said, “He’s just a senior shareholder from


    Universal Group. Just you wait. Once I’ve earned enough money, I’ll make it rain money and bury you!”


    With that, she walked toward the entrance, her long boots clicking on the ground. A well-dressed young


    man, who seemed to be the security guard, was standing outside. “Are you Ms. Lewis from Baroque


    Group?” he asked.


    Hera nodded gently and replied, “Yes.”