Night, at Charites' house.
People were walking around in the mansion built with purple tiles and white stone bricks. The originally dim candlelight was replaced with new candles by the servants, making it more numerous and brighter.
"Maid Chelsea, where is the young lady? We have an urgent matter to report."
A middle-aged manager asked anxiously. There were many people standing in the brightly lit hall, including the manager of the Chamber of Commerce headquarters, the workshop owner, the captain of the guard, and many other people who came to report the news.
Large chambers of commerce have a wide range of business operations and can easily receive various messages and notifications. Although Carites was established later than the others, it has still managed to win over a group of people over the years by using interests as a bond.
After discovering the abnormalities of the other three companies, these small chambers of commerce or individuals who usually had good relations with Carites received news.
No one expected that on this joyful night full of festive atmosphere, the other party would suddenly attack, and at night, which really disturbed many people.
Now the headquarters of the Carites Chamber of Commerce has already been mobilized. Those who had gone home from get off work or were sleeping have been called back and gathered in the courtyard. The door of the Chamber of Commerce has also been closed, and no one is allowed to enter or leave at will.
However, since the head of the family was not there, and Angus and Lacey had no other family members, after the members of the Chamber of Commerce gathered, no one could make a decision on how to deal with the situation.
"I'm sorry, Miss said she wanted to go shopping and see the night market, but she's out now and isn't home."
"Does the young lady have any guards following her?" another manager asked worriedly.
"No." The head maid answered simply.
"What should we do? We can't contact the young lady now. What if something happens to her? What should we, the Carites, do..."
Several managers were walking back and forth anxiously, sighing from time to time.
Although some people in the hall were restless and some were sighing, the head maid still stood quietly in the middle, like a bridge pillar in a turbulent river, motionless and calm, as if she was not worried about Lacey's safety.
The performance of this old Chamber of Commerce senior also made everyone in the hall feel a little more at ease and gained some psychological comfort. Sometimes no news is not bad news.
Chelsea's own strength is around Sequence 3. Although there is no room for improvement, they have the advantage of rich experience.
She actually didn't know the true strength of her eldest daughter, but she was sure that Lacey must be better than her, which came from careful observation in life.
Lacey's breathing frequency is usually extremely stable. Although the eldest lady does not have to do heavy work, she can walk for a whole day without breathing heavily even when inspecting the Chamber of Commerce's workshop. Her steps are also very light when she walks on weekdays, and she has never been unstable or made mistakes. This is easy to maintain for a day or two, but it is extraordinary if she does not make a mistake for several months.
As long as the young lady has the ability to protect herself and has keen observation skills, she will definitely rush back if she finds something wrong in the city. Chelsea has great confidence in this.
"Reporting to the lords, the Helis family has sent an envoy. He has an official document with a seal in his hand, so it should be authentic."
A servant walked quickly into the hall and announced the news.
The five major chambers of commerce are infiltrating each other. In this critical moment, it is difficult to convince others with just the verbal message of one person. Only when they heard that there was a formal document did everyone present take it seriously.
"Please invite the messenger in."
Just as everyone in the hall was guessing what the message was, a soft, ethereal voice sounded from the stairs. Loran Hill, wearing a red dress, slowly walked down the stairs and gave orders.
"Yes, Miss!" The servant quickly left the hall, ready to bring the envoy in. Loran Hill's return gave the Chamber of Commerce a backbone, and everyone's hanging hearts were put at ease.
The spacious hall was covered with red carpet, and a luxurious chair was moved into the middle by servants.
On the golden wall in the middle is a lacquer nightshade with black petals and purple stamens. Under the huge flower painting is a white throne. The soft velvet seat back is arranged with purple flower-shaped rivets, and the armrests are also purple sandalwood, which is very luxurious.
This throne was specially built by Angus in order to highlight the status and reputation of the Carites family. It is only used on important occasions.
Loran Hill sat upright on the white and purple throne with his hands on the armrests. In front of him stood two rows of senior executives of Carites, about forty people in total.
The previous chaotic and anxious scene was now completely gone. The leaders of the Chamber of Commerce lined up calmly and neatly, quietly awaiting the arrival of the envoy and Roland Hill's orders. Chelsea stood to Roland Hill's left. The seat to his right, which had once been Ceres's, remained vacant.
A group of people wearing brown-bronze armor dismounted in the courtyard, and the leader was allowed to enter the hall after inspection.
The envoy was a little anxious and uneasy at first, but after entering the hall, the scene before him made him calm down immediately.
The magnificent hall was decorated with gorgeous reliefs and small paintings, and ingeniously designed chandeliers hung from the ceiling. Two teams of guards were closely arranged against the walls of the hall. These guards were well-equipped, wearing purple cloaks with black lacquered night flower patterns on the backs of the cloaks. The steel masks on their faces had been pulled down long ago, and one hand was on the sword, ready to go, with murderous aura.
In the center of the hall, rows of Chamber of Commerce executives lined the left and right sides. Each of them wore a black-petaled, purple-stamen badge on their left chest, symbolizing their status and honor. They were also composed, and like Chelsea just now, they exuded a confident and powerful aura.
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