Chapter 806
Over the next few days, Donovan remained busy at the office, discussing a project with several overseas R&D personnel. The team was from Castellan, and since Chris was proficient in Castellanor, he handled the reception, interpretation, and accommodations.
That afternoon, Chris took the R&D team to a branch office for a product tour, while Donovan stayed at headquarters for a quarterly summary meeting. He worked until 6:00 pm before finally returning to his office, exhausted.
He had just reclined in his leather chair, planning to rest briefly, when his phone chimed with a WhatsApp notification. He picked it up to see a message from Peter, his lawyer friend in Usna.
Peter had sent a photo, followed by a brief text.
"The person you asked me to investigate? I found another photo. Turns out he actually knew Sabin Monroe from Malithorn."
Donovan tapped the image and zoomed in. It showed several men from Soutara posing in front of a church. The man at the center was Sabin Monroe—the ma

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