"That old fox!" Reese cursed.
"As they say, being with a ruler is like living with a tiger. If we want to develop under the Sanders' regime, we have to follow what they say."
"I'm just a woman, and I don't know that much. Anyway, I'll listen to you."
"Don't worry. The Rosses will regain our glorious days."
"Okay."
Michael and his mother chatted for a while before hanging up. After that, Michael was no longer in the mood to get back to work.
He had seen the news late last night and this morning about Jonathan's sudden death. However, he did not think that it was a coincidence.
After some thought, he called Monica.
Monica limped as she struggled to change her clothes and was about to head out when she saw Michael's call. She picked it up. "Michael."
"Are you at home?"
"I'm going out now."
"Where are you going?"
