However, her strict manager and the massive subsidiary company belonging to the Blac family—to whom she officially belonged as a corporate superhero—would not authorize a deep dive into the details just based on her feminine intuition. If she went through official channels, it might even be detected by that unknown, powerful man, given he had the sheer capability to convince a child to lie to a hero's face in such a short amount of time.
Who knows if he was able to track the network back to her, hunting for her traces?
She needed higher authority to get the dirty information under the table.
She quickly dialed a secure number, calling the one person she truly trusted to dig up the filth without getting caught.
"Hello," came a cold, husky, and distinctly womanly voice from the other side of the call.
"Hello, Darithi," Ytrisia murmured, her voice dropping to a low, serious timber. "I want you to do a job for me."
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Metro City
4:00 PM
