As the sun began to set, its warm glow filtered through the windows of Samuel's office, casting long shadows across the room.
The day had been long, and Samuel felt the weight pressing on him. He leaned back in his chair, rubbing his temples, the tension in his body evident.
Papers were scattered across his desk, filled with details of the company's operations, none of which made his thoughts any clearer.
"Keep me updated on anything suspicious, no matter how small," Samuel finally said, his voice low but firm as he spoke to his assistant, Timmy.
Timmy, who had been silently organizing files, hesitated before responding. "Sir, do you really think Sir Raver could be involved in this? He's family."
Samuel let out a sigh, sitting up and resting his elbows on the desk. "That's what makes it harder, Timmy. Family is the first place betrayal happens. Uncle Raver is close to Revilo. They're brothers—if Revilo has a plan, it's likely Uncle Raver is involved in some way."
