(Author's POV)
"Gunnar~ … good that you are already here. I was just about to give you a call," Fabian spoke. He was in high spirits, thinking about tomorrow's plan. "I need you to prepare something."
"Young master, I have been waiting for you," Gunnar said, sounding urgent.
"What is it? Why do you sound off? Did something happen to Grand ~ …. Chairman Larson?" Fabian's tone shifted drastically as he started rushing towards the mansion. But Gunnar's next words stopped him in his tracks, "No, his majesty~ … it's not about him. It's about Ms. Miracle."
Fabian immediately snapped back to look at him, his brows wrinkled together, his face expressing confusion, "Myra~ … what about her?" 'Just an hour ago, I was with her. She must be at her home. So, what's making Gunnar sound so out of place?
