Geoffrey put on his white coat and was about to wash his hands with disinfectant.

The phone vibrated, and he glanced at it, intending to ignore the call.

The caller was Pete.

His slender fingers slid over the green button.

A rough male voice came from the other side, panting and urgent, "Hello, Mr. Geoffrey, it's me, Pete. I've called you several times."

Seeing no response, Pete gritted his teeth and continued in a lower tone, "Something big has happened. Mr. Nathan is suspected of breaking the law and was detained yesterday. The news just broke. Judging from the situation, he's likely to get a ten-year sentence. There's no hope...