As Ennio turned to leave, Smith narrowed his eyes. "Wait."
"Yes, Director? Is there something else?" Ennio paused, turning back.
"You go and speak to the reporters on my behalf," Smith instructed. "Tell them I'm far too busy to be disturbed."
He had worked too hard for this monumental achievement to remain completely hidden from the limelight. It was a perfect opportunity to cement his legacy. But if he appeared himself, he might be perceived as arrogant or fame-hungry. Having Ennio act as his proxy was the perfect solution.
Ennio's face lit up with elation. He never dreamed he would be given such an honor.
"Of course, Professor Smith!" he said, his voice brimming with excitement. "I'll go right away."
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Meanwhile, after handling Tammie's funeral arrangements, Benedict took one-third of Tammie's inheritance to find Lindy's son, Tim.
Tim and his wife, Priscilla, were still in The Capital, staying in the apartment Lindy had rented before her death. Because of what had happened, the place was now considered a cursed property, shunned by everyone. Relatives had been calling nonstop, urging them to move out. They said the spirit of someone who died tragically would linger, and staying in such a place would only bring bad luck and ghostly encounters.
Priscilla had pleaded with her husband to leave, but Tim refused.


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