Richelle Dunn's heart skipped a beat, her face changing color!
It took her a good while to realize that she and her wealthy benefactor were separated by a network as distant as the galaxies.
Besides, he had taken a substantial amount of time to reply to her inquiry. She could completely ignore his words for now, and reply when she had thought of a good answer.
But whenever she replied, she couldn't change a frightening reality.
That was the fact that the wealthy benefactor had grown suspicious of her!
Sitting in front of her computer, Richelle felt a headache coming up from the benefactor's counter-question.
Meanwhile, in the study room, Roy Lewis was drinking the medicinal concoction Richelle had made for him, glancing at his computer screen.
"Master, why are you still up so late?"
Uncle Axel was deeply worried.
Lately, his master had been as busy as a spinning top. He genuinely worried that he might expend the little energy he had managed to regain recently.