“Yes. I saw it yesterday morning. Elma and I cleaned it off."

Lyndon scrubbed his hands with soap. "Did the camera catch the evildoer's face? Could you see who it was?"

"It was a man; he was wearing black. But he had a hat and a mask. I couldn't see his face clearly."

Lyndon finished washing his hands and paused for a moment. Then he looked at Tilda. "Someone is out to get you."

Tilda swallowed hard. "It seems that way."

It was clear the mastermind's actions were meant to scare and warn her. But who could be holding a grudge against her?

“I'LL get my assistant to look into it," Lyndon said.

Tilda glanced at him, her mouth agape, wanting to refuse.

But she knew his connections could quickly uncover the truth. So she held her tongue.

“Which towel should I use?" Lyndon asked.

Snapping out of her thoughts, Tilda handed him a towel.

After drying his hands, Lyndon left the bathroom and asked Tilda to send him the surveillance footage.

Tilda sent the video right away.

Lyndon received it and forwarded it to his assistant, urging him to investigate quickly.

His calm, strong voice as he spoke to his assistant made everyone feel a bit more secure.

His tall figure stood by the window, looking commanding in the Light.

His presence made the room feel less lonely.

Tilda, standing nearby with Sheldon in her arms, watched silently.

After instructing his assistant over the phone, Lyndon ended the call and turned to Tilda. "My assistant has gone to check it out, so I advise you not to leave the premises for the next two days," he cautioned.

Concerned that the individual who had retaliated might resort to other means of pranks, he felt it best to exercise caution.