Country E.
"Mr. Calvin—"
Jey's voice came from behind.
Standing before the expansive floor-to-ceiling window, Calvin remained silent, his brow furrowed.
The impeccably tailored light gray suit accentuated his aristocratic poise and quiet intensity.
Through the glass, his long, narrow peach-blossom eyes surveyed the scene below, his strikingly handsome face etched with icy solemnity.
There was no denying it—the Mega family's influence here was formidable.
The search for Fany had encountered numerous obstacles, driving home the old adage: "A mighty dragon is no match for a local serpent."
If they wanted to find Fany quickly, alternative measures would be necessary.
"Mr. Calvin," Jey said as he strode into the room.
"Mr. Vicente has arrived."
Vicente—one of those alternative measures Calvin had in mind.
Calvin withdrew his gaze and turned around.
"Show them in."
