Justin was still occupied with an important meeting where no one dared to disturb him.
Half an hour later, when the meeting concluded and the attendees began to disperse, Noah approached him.
"Mr. Harper, we received a message. Mr. James Harper wants to meet you. He's heading to your home."
Justin hummed thoughtfully, then paused as realization struck him. He turned to Noah. "Home? My new home?"
"Yes, Mr. Harper."
As if a sudden urgency had gripped him, Justin quickened his pace toward the car while dialing a number on his cellphone. A message greeted him instead:
[The number you are trying to reach is switched off]
"Find out where my father is right now," Justin instructed Noah sharply. Without waiting, he dialed another number while sliding into the waiting car. "Where is Natalie?" he asked briskly.
"Home. In her room," Ryan replied from the other end of the line.
Justin let out a breath of relief. "Alright, now listen carefully. My father will be there—"
