The two quickly left the Sinclair Family, not letting the others notice.
Back at the villa, they reported the situation to Liam Cloud.
On the sofa, the man's tall and slender figure lay lazily, his bold and unrestrained features deep and his lips slightly curved into a faint smile.
He hung his head slightly, playing with an iron lighter in his hand. The occasional flicker of flame cast a warm yellow glow, yet his face remained icy and solemn.
"Got it," he responded, "Send them back tomorrow morning. Assign a few sharp ones for the task."
"Yes."
"Knock knock," came two taps on the door.
The door was open; Hope Williams stood at the entrance and knocked.
Liam Cloud glanced back at her, slightly raised an eyebrow, "Come in."
"Big Boss, we'll head out now," Wesley Ruiz said.
"Okay."
"Sister Hope," the two politely greeted Hope Williams before turning to leave.
