"Owen, about what happened this afternoon... When they said, 'You won't be smug for much longer,' I really don't think they were talking about the Lance Family scandal." Everyone already knew about the Lance Group's crisis, so why would they use it as a threat?
"I suspect they're plotting something else," Mira frowned.
"Let's not get paranoid just yet. We'll stay vigilant and keep a close eye on them. Their days are numbered anyway." It was the only viable approach for now.
At that moment, Rachel called out that dinner was ready, and the two headed downstairs.
"Where's Jordan? Is he not coming back today?" Mira asked Rachel.
"Mr. Ellis just called to say he'd be late and told us to eat without him. I've kept a plate warm for him."
At the dinner table, Eleanor looked at Owen between bites. "Is work going well? I've noticed you've been coming back quite late these past few days." Eleanor was incredibly sharp, but judging by her tone, she was still completely in the dark about Seraphina's impending wedding.
"Everything is fine, Eleanor. Work is going smoothly, just very busy."
"Makes sense. How could the CEO of a massive conglomerate not be busy?"
Just then, Mira looked up and spotted Eleanor's phone sitting nearby. An idea struck her. "Eleanor, your phone battery is almost dead. I'll have Silas charge it for you."
"Why does this battery drain so fast? I just charged it at noon," Eleanor muttered.
"No worries. I'll have a tech replace the battery for you tomorrow." As she spoke, Mira handed the phone to Silas Vane, who was eating at the next table. Lowering her voice, she instructed, "Lock it down. Make sure Eleanor can't receive any calls."
After dinner, as Mira and Owen headed upstairs, Mira turned to Rachel. "Could you bring a fruit plate up for me?"
"Understood. I'll go talk to Mrs. Higgins right now."
"If they can't get through on the phone, I guarantee Sebastian and Gwen will show up in person tomorrow looking for Eleanor," Owen chimed in.
"What do we do, then?" Mira frowned. "We can't exactly barricade the doors to keep them out. Is there a way we can get Eleanor out of the house?"
"The Aethelgard Jewelry Plaza just opened. With Eleanor's love for fine gems, she'll definitely want to go. Rachel, take her there first thing tomorrow morning. I'll have the Iron Wolves escort you," Owen suggested.
"No way. It's too dangerous right now. You can't let the Iron Wolves leave your side," Mira argued, refusing to compromise on his safety.
"I have a better idea. I'll ask Silas Lawson to assign a few top-tier operatives to accompany them."

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