Harrison and Lauren got into the car, and before they left, Lauren instructed, “Hera, don’t be too upset.


    The important thing is that the upgrade parts are safe. I’ve already contacted the suppliers to


    reconstruct the control room.


    “If everything goes smoothly, we can resume production within three days.”


    Harrison nodded in agreement as well. “We’ve been slugging it out for the past two weeks. These next


    few days will give us a chance to rest.”


    Hera gently nodded, replying, “I understand. Drive safely on your way.”


    After Harrison and Lauren left, Nash and Hera returned to the vi. There was breakfast prepared by


    Maria on the table, but Hera had no appetite.


    Hera suddenly recalled that Nash had gone to the warehouse and five people were rescued from the


    fire. They were now in the hospital. “Nash, you’re not injured, are you?”


    Nash smiled. “No, I’m not injured. Such a small fire can’t harm me.”


    He even opened his arms and spun around.


    Hera hugged Nash. A hint of vulnerability in her voice, she muttered, “Thank goodness you were there.


    Otherwise, those parts would’ve been destroyed and our partnership with Drake Group would’ve


    washed down the drain.”


    Nash patted Hera’s back gently. “Olivia and I have a good rtionship with one another. The


    partnership would’ve been fine.”


    Hera continued, “No… Our photolithography machine is already quite old. If we don’t upgrade it soon,


    the chips we produce will have significant drawbacks. That has been one of the reasons ourpany’s


    performance has beenckluster.


    “We spent over three months purchasing this batch of chips. It would’ve probably taken another three


    months if they’d been burned. We can wait, but I doubt Drake Group can.


    “Even if they did give us more time out of their respect for you, Drake Group would suffer significant


    losses,” Hera exined. She looked into Nash’s deep eyes while embracing his neck.


    “Either way, we managed to avert the danger this time,” Nash said while holding Hera’s waist. He


    looked at her gentle red lips and felt the urge to kiss her.


    However, Hera let go of Nash at this moment and took out her phone. “I need to call and check on


    those injured employees.”


    Feeling a bit disappointed, Nash sat down on the nearby sofa and grabbed an apple to fill his stomach.


    Just then, Olivia called. He answered the call and put it on speaker mode before cing it on the table.


    “Nash, I heard that Baroque caught firest night?”


    “Yeah, it did,” Nash answered as he took a bite of the apple. He shrugged off the clothes that had been


    burned as they were scratching his skin.


    “Was it a safety incident or was it a case of arson?” Olivia asked.


    “It should be arson. The inspectors from the Inspection Office are already on the case, so you don’t


    need to worry,” Nash mumbled absent-mindedly as he took another bite of the apple while shirtless.


    “Alright. Nash. I’ve settled Luna. I bought her a small apartment and gave her some 30,000 dors as a


    living allowance.”


    “Why so much? I only wanted you to manage your cousin so that he’d stop bothering the young


    woman.


    Nash was somewhat surprised. He wondered if Olivia had misunderstood his intentions. He and that


    young woman were not close. He only helped her based on a sense of justice back then.


    “My cousin actually likes her. He’s rather outgoing but couldn’t bring himself to confess to her, so he


    resorted to this scheme…” Olivia exined.


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    “What about her father?”


    “I’ve talked to her father, and he has already turned himself in. I’ll look for a housekeeper to take care of


    Luna’s family. This way, it’ll be like we’re helping out a future addition to our family.”


    “Your cousin needs some discipline. This time, he met me. If he had provoked someone else with a


    shorter temper, he might not have gotten away with just a beating.”


    There was a hint of seriousness in Nash’s tone. In countries where guns were not restricted, even


    minor conflicts could result in casualties. During his travels to such disorderly ces, encounters with


    troublemakers usually ended in dismembered limbs.


    While Somend’s society was more orderly, there were still some hot-tempered martial artists out and


    about.


    When Olivia caught the sternness in Nash’s tone, she shivered slightly and quickly added, Nash, my


    father has already disciplined him. He won’t dare to act recklessly anymore. It’s all thanks to you. My


    father had always indulged him before.”