A reward was certainly in order. In truth, Miss Eiffel's words had also been intended, in part, to ease the pressure.
The girl was always perceptive, and naturally, the changes in Jonas's mood did not escape her notice.
She wanted to comfort him, but she also did not want him to worry too much. Yucas's situation depended on what Jonas decided, and he had no need to risk walking into a trap for her sake. But Eiffel knew exactly what sort of man her Mr. Jonas was, so she said nothing more and quietly supported his decision from behind the scenes.
"Putting the reward aside for now, how do you intend to handle Miss Noel's threats, Mr. Jonas...?"
Eiffel pressed her lips together, then continued:
"You should know that once you enter her territory, there will be no way to guarantee your safety..."
Perhaps that was precisely what Noel had in mind. Eiffel did not know yet, but whenever she thought about Jonas's safety soon resting in Beigong Ling's hands, she felt inexplicably unsettled.
She trusted Esnie, but Beigong Ling had never earned her trust. Seeing Jonas entrust such an important task to her made Eiffel uneasy.
"I won't put myself in danger."
Jonas offered her reassurance. As though he had sensed what Eiffel was thinking, he shook his head, met the girl's eyes, and said:
"That's always been the case, hasn't it?"
Hearing this, the girl took two steps closer, then gently wrapped her arms around his head, allowing him to rest against her chest. Eiffel spoke softly:
"No matter what happens, I will always be there to support you, Mr. Jonas."
About ten minutes later, Jonas appeared outside the Alt Conglomerate's Security Department.
Standing before him was a woman dressed in the uniform of the Alt Conglomerate's