[Rachel: It’s fine. Someone will soon arrive to assist us.]

[Rachel: I’ll go catch Marcus, so please cooperate with them for now.]

Their vice leader tried her best to console Fermin, who couldn’t help but despair.

“That son of a bitch. He really took everything.”

“I always found him suspicious.”

Darren sighed while massaging his forehead.

Fermin’s eyes shot open and asked, “Really? How? What part of him was suspicious?”

“Huh? Ah… He always stayed out late these days and… he’s been doing things alone for a while now.”

They could see it in hindsight, but Marcus never did anything that would’ve raised suspicions. Fermin couldn’t understand why he chose to run now of all times. He could’ve stolen much more if he waited until the auction ended.

“Ah… This is driving me nuts,” she grumbled.

Whatever his reasons, looking at the empty safe felt heart-wrenching. It contained everything they possessed. Not only their cash, jewelry, and gold, but also the checks they used for transactions with other guilds to trade contribution points.

Marcus stole all of it. They only had the seven paintings left that Xtra auctioned at his exhibit.

“Haaa…”

Fermin couldn’t help but sigh.

Sehat...