S City, at Blue Star Royal Dining Hall.
Inside the luxurious presidential suite, Michael and Aurora sat on the living room’s couch. It could be seen that the eyebrows on his old face were deeply wrinkled as Michael looked at his mobile on the coffee table in front of him from time to time.
He was waiting, waiting for the investigation result which he had ordered to be carried out after he left the Hospital!
“Ring, ring, ring…”
His mobile’s ringtone finally sounded. The call Michael Creed was anxiously waiting.
“Report.”
Michael grabbed the mobile and answered the call. His expression and voice were extremely serious.
A voice then transmitted through his phone, “Chief, we’ve investigated Daemon’s information clearly. He’s 20-years-old this year, with excellent academic performance an
