“The situation at the Mosey Prince’s residence is still unclear. You need to watch yourself.” Natasha rarely voiced concern so openly. “Life would be terribly dull without an opponent like you.”
Dahlia’s soft laughter came through the phone. “Relax. I won’t die before you do.”
“Hmph.” Natasha snorted and ended the call.
“What did she say?” Dustin finally asked.
“She confirmed it was Frost behind everything,” Natasha replied, slipping her phone away. “She also warned me to be careful. Things inside the Mosey family aren’t peaceful anymore.”
She paused before continuing, her expression serious. “She said an unknown force has intervened. Even she can’t call the shots now.”
Dustin’s brow furrowed. “Frost… I remember him. Ambitious to the core. But if even Dahlia finds this troublesome, then whoever’s involved isn’t simple.”