"Just fell asleep..." Kris Cooper gently pushed open the terrace door, lifted the curtain to check on Vera Wave, who had turned over with a frown on her pillow, "Didn't sleep well, but her mood is okay."
"Then there's no rush to come back. Since the situation isn't as bad as we imagined, there's no need to worry too much. By the way... you mentioned a minor accident, are you guys okay?"
"A narrow escape."
Andre Colin noticeably sighed in relief.
"That's good, we'll meet in Las Vegas."
A knock on the door sounded.
"Someone's here, you go to sleep, I have other things to deal with, will call you if needed." Kris Cooper hung up the phone, checked on Vera, then stepped outside and opened the door.
Outside the door stood the person in charge of the American branch and his female assistant, along with two police officers.
After a brief introduction, the person in charge explained their visit; the officers came to reconfirm some matters.
