Forty six

Still in the Lincoln Mansion.

Bernard could be seen seated in his study room, looking quite disturbed. Anyone could tell he was becoming increasingly agitated, his foot tapping up and down, and his mind never staying in one place. He seemed hesitant about some decision. Finally, he mustered up some courage and picked up his cellphone to dial a contact. After the second ring, someone picked up, and Bernard's heart skipped a beat. It was the Rothschild family line. He was unsure whether to call Hailey or put it on hold. What if Nolan picked up again like last time? Fear stained his face as he remembered Nolan's cold, harsh voice, causing him to shiver slightly.

Fortunately, a soft, slender voice came from the other end, and his fear began to fade away. This time it was Hailey who picked up. He relaxed in relief.

"I sent a package. It contains the transfer of the shares. You should have received them," he said with a poker face.

Hailey smiled on the other end and leaned back against t