Chapter 138

Just as Ms. Johnson was about to discuss the contract details, she suddenly heard someone cry out.

"Fire! Fire! Help!"

Carl glanced at the pavilion, then turned and ran out.

Ms. Johnson extinguished her cigarette, clicking her tongue. Her estate hadn't been this lively in years.

...

The estate was close to the mountains, and as it was autumn, dry leaves often blew in from the hills. Because of this, fire prevention was taken very seriously.

The fire was quickly extinguished by the estate staff. However, the special small garden had suffered, its beautiful flowers now charred beyond recognition.

Renee ran out of the restroom when she heard the commotion, only to see Carl rushing over from a distance.

As he neared the restroom, a figure threw herself into his arms.

"Carl, I'm alright. It's just that the fire started so suddenly; it was terrifying."

"Mm," Carl responded softly, his furrowed brow visibly relaxing.

Renee stopped a few steps away from the pair. She looked up and m