Maxwell Peary frowned, staring at these posts.
"For the next couple of days, shut down Madgar Pavilion, and then go to the villa on the hillside. Try not to go out."
The power of rumors is incredibly immense; if these people go crazy, it's easy for Evelyn Peary to get hurt.
"If you can't get in touch with her, don't try. I'll go find her."
With that, Maxwell Peary closed the webpage and directly called Owen Lewis.
"Help me find out where Silvia Waterborne is, and also, did the old man do this?"
"I've been keeping an eye on the old man; he's not the one who made a move. He can't even manage his own affairs right now."
Owen Lewis also found it very strange—besides the old man, who else would do this?
"Investigate who did this."
Maxwell Peary instructed with a frown.
"I'll definitely investigate this. Whoever dared to do this must have some skills."
Otherwise, they wouldn't be so bold.
