"I will try to fix it and copy the information," Bhuvi reached for his personal phone and called one of his guards.

Soon, Bhuvi's guard in all-black attire arrived. "Fix this phone and save the information and data inside. I don't want a single piece of data to be lost. Understand?"

The bodyguard nodded and took Louis's phone in the transparent plastic. Bhuvi also asked his bodyguard to store the box safely in Bhuvi's house. After that, they waited again in front of the operating room, sitting side by side with tense expressions.

The process of Louis's surgery felt so long, Glara became more and more anxious waiting outside the...