In a large conference room, William sat in front of the big screen, observing the downtrend of the Duncan Group's stock.
"William, after the news of your disappearance spreads out, the Duncan Group is in turmoil. Plus the drug trafficking, Colin is unable to hold on."
A middle-aged man at the side was serious.
They were from a special department of an international organization. William was an elite in it, but he usually covered up his mysterious identity with the president of the Duncan Group.
"You don't greet your wife. Can she bear it?"
In their department, everyone had their duties and special missions.
They had to do it, be they willingly or not.
"She ... will tough it out."
William hesitated for a moment, but he replied with certainty.
Everything was planned in advance, but
