As Violeta pondered Lucinda’s speculations about Nala, she found herself increasingly aligning with Lucinda’s perspective.

While Violeta was lost in thought, Nala swiftly completed the paperwork, securing Lucinda’s thumbprint onto the document with an inkpad.

Once done, Nala’s facade of innocence faded, replaced by a composed and calculating demeanor.

Handing over the document, she assured Violeta, “This document ensures the Simmons Group will revert to Mr.

Simmons.

You have no cause for concern, Mrs.

Simmons.

Violeta, examining the document, voiced her concern.

“But Lucinda is merely in a coma.

She’s bound to awaken.

She didn’t personally sign this.

What if she refutes it later?”

Nala replied with serene confidence, “There’s no need to worry.

She won’t be appearing anytime soon.

I plan to move her tonight.

However, it’s crucial Mr.

Simmons assumes his role at the Simmons Group swiftly, to avert any unforeseen complications.

Violeta’s brows knitted in worry.

“Where will you take her?”

Nala was firm.

“That’s beyond your concern.

Our agreement was to ensure Mr.

Simmons regains his rights, stripping Lucinda of any actual influence within the Simmons Group.

This document accomplishes that.

I’ve fulfilled my end.

Now, I’ll claim what I’m owed.

My only desire is to take Lucinda with me.

Violeta was about to protest when Nala initiated a voice message on her phone, commanding, “Come and collect her.

Lucinda has been restrained.

Shortly after, a man disguised as the new chef shed his kitchen attire to reveal a sleek black suit, assuming the role of a bodyguard.

Following Nala’s directions, he entered the guest room, hoisted the unconscious Lucinda over his shoulder, and made his exit.

Violeta, trailing behind them, was fraught with anxiety.

“Nala, what exactly are you plotting? We’re in Cadiered.

Abducting her is a crime.

And if harm comes to her, do you really believe your Zephyrian citizenship exempts you from imprisonment?”

Nala had no desire to engage further with Vio

leta, following the bodyguard through the corridor, preparing to exit the premises.

Suddenly, a forceful command halted her steps.

“Stop!”

The voice, deep and strained, belonged to Graham.

Struggling for every step, he leaned heavily against the wall, his painful gait marking his approach.

Facing Nala squarely, Graham demanded, “Put her down.

Nala, her eyes brimming with determination, retorted, “I’ve agreed to relinquish everything else, Mr.

Simmons, but Lucinda must settle her debts with me.

You have no right to intervene.

Graham’s frustration boiled over, manifesting in a sharp slap across Nala’s face.

The sound echoed down the corridor, drawing a gasp from Violeta.

Nala’s face turned to the side from the impact, a red mark swiftly blooming on her skin.

She caressed her stinging cheek, her features clouded with resentment, yet she managed to contain her fury.

Mocking Graham, she conceded, “Very well, Mr.

Simmons.

Consider this slap a debt I owe you.

However, you won’t prevent me from taking the person I came for.

With the tension escalating, Nala reached for her phone once more, dialing Danilo.

“Honey, are you near Peace Mountain? I need assistance here.

Mr.

Simmons is obstructing me from taking Lucinda.

I need your support.

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