Quincy lifted his head and said, "Since it seems there's no sincere intent to cooperate, let's call it off and head back."

The factory manager's expression tightened instantly. He quickly tried to persuade them, "Wait a moment, everything's negotiable. If the offer seems too low, why not stay the night and rest? You must be tired from the journey." Quincy was about to decline when Lydia cleared her throat.

He glanced at her and then changed his mind, saying, "Alright, we'll stay the night."

As night fell, Quincy turned to Lydia. "Why did you choose to stay?"

He doubted it was because she was genuinely tired.

Lydia's eyes sparkled with mischief as she replied, "No business is ever entirely clean. I noticed something illegal in this factory earlier, and I need tonight to confirm it. If I'm right, we can report them and shut this place down." She was visibly excited at the prospect.

Quincy asked, "Are you sure?"

them down without any trouble," she assured him. "I need to get some

two set off to investigate. Just as they were deep into their search, a cold voice suddenly spoke from behind them,

owner stood there, holding a flashlight, his face looking ghostly pale in the dim

a reassuring look. He responded calmly, "Just

to leave, the factory owner stepped forward, blocking their path. "Leaving so soon? You've come all this way, and now you just want to

didn't see anything." Quincy said, though

his

palms began

regretted her decision to pursue this and wished she had just taken Quincy away. If anything happened to him here, she would never

Mr. York is expecting us back. If we disappear, I'm sure

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