"We were ambushed; we only saw someone injure Jocelyn Yeager and take both people away. We engaged but couldn't stop them," the trusted bodyguard lowered his head somewhat shamefully.
Melody Cloud was kneeling on a small couch, poised and graceful. Upon hearing this, she checked the latest news and lowered her eyes in deep thought. Who would share the same ideas as her?
"Don't stir up the rumors. Give him some money and let him go to South America to lay low. He shouldn't show up for a year."
Melody Cloud instructed indifferently, picking up the black piece in her hand and gently rubbing it. Suddenly, she revealed a thoughtful smile and said calmly, "As for the desperados you hired, who took the money but didn't get the job done, their reputation is ruined, so there's naturally no need to arrange an escape route for them."
