It was destined to be a busy day.
Joseph had just seen off the head of the intelligence bureau and glanced at the already dimming evening sky outside the window, ready to go for dinner when Eman came quickly with a bowed body and whispered, "Your Highness, Mr. Styler has returned."
"Styler?" Joseph paused for a moment before remembering, wasn't this the general manager of Lightning Company?
Compared to Mesmer, who always stayed in the shadows using a false identity, Styler was the public contractor for the London gas streetlight project, whose identity had been repeatedly verified by the British.
So, when Lightning Company blew up, he was immediately wanted by the British Government and had to hide in the Balkans all this time.
Over half a year had passed before he dared to return to France quietly to report back.
"Please invite him in," Joseph nodded. Styler was a man of merit; to sabotage the London gas streetlight project, he had even given up his family's business.
