“I don’t know if this information is useful or-”

 

“Just say it, Cavendish!” George hissed while gripping Natalie’s jaw. His gaze glared fiercely. He was almost out of patience.

 

Natalie closed her eyes, then whispered, “I heard that the ship carrying Dante’s belongings was badly damaged. So, it’s stuck at the port. But I don’t know where the port is or what goods they’re referring to.”

 

George’s eyebrows rose after hearing that. That was definitely interesting information. A sly smirk appeared on his face. “Do you know where he went?”

 

“No.” Natalie lied. She suspected Dante’s departure to Las Vegas was to take care of the matter of the ship...