At that moment, the lady on the phone let out a faint sigh, the kind that carried a warning in it. Her voice lowered, sounding more serious and direct.
"Yes, Oliver... that's the right thing to do," she said. "You need to stop her, but listen carefully if you're not careful... if you don't do your due diligence before stepping in, this whole thing will scatter right in front of your eyes."
Then Oliver frowned, his brows pulled tightly together as he listened. The weight in her tone was making his chest feel heavier.
"I'm telling you," the woman continued, "it feels like you should just keep this in the dark. Work on it quietly... personally. Don't start raising alarms just yet. That might actually be the best approach right now."
Again Oliver's jaw tightened as he stared ahead, his mind swarming with conflicting thoughts. He could feel the urgency, but he didn't like the idea of sneaking around Cora, not when her position was at risk.
