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CHAPTER FIFTY-NINE:

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Inside a medium-sized room, the people who were evacuated to their floor were softly murmuring to each other. Some were seated, but most were not, since the seats were not enough to accommodate them all. Although it might not be time for it, some are resenting the people sitting on the couches secretly but cannot say anything since they have higher statuses than them. No matter how dangerous the situation is, it seems like the priority of the masses is those people with more power and higher statuses.

In the innermost part of the room, there was another separate couch with a table. There seated the other four: April, Sheryl, Dave, and Aron. April was sitting in front of a laptop. She was sweating even though the room had an air conditioner. Of course, the sweat that was breaking on her forehead and sliding on her face was a cold sweat. Her right hand was on a mouse, and her forefinger was clicking on it as she kept on alternating from camera to camera.