"Make sure our security stays close to the convoy at all times," Lauren instructed Eunice. "We can't afford any problems."

Eunice protested, "But Miss, are we really going to leave behind a third of our herbs? If we go back with this amount, we'll have to shut down several pharmaceutical plants. The losses will be substantial."

"I'll cover the losses personally," Lauren replied with a cold smile. "If Michael wants to play games, I'll play along until the end."

Eunice was worried but stayed silent, turning to relay the orders to the convoy.

After that, Lauren stepped out of the car and approached Tracia Martin, a scar-faced woman standing nearby. "Tracia, the convoy is heading out. Please have your team keep watch over them during the journey."

Despite her unremarkable appearance and small frame, Tracia's eyes held a sharp gleam that revealed her expertise as a martial arts master. "I apologize, Miss, but my team and I have only one mission—to protect you. Anything else is b