Back to the Past: Breaking the Love Spell



Chapter 676

It was 10:30 am.

Grayson Hayes, chief of the meteorological bureau, reviewed a satellite weather map in his office at Yorksle Meteorological Bureau. He looked puzzled.

"Mr. Hayes, Mr. Spencer Senior is here," Grayson's secretary, Warren, announced after knocking at the door.

"Mr. Spencer Senior?" Grayson asked in surprise.

He quickly set aside his work, went to the door, and welcomed the elderly man clad in a coat.

"Mr. Spencer Senior, what brings you here?" Grayson asked, shaking Theodore's hand warmly with both of his own.

"Why? Aren't you happy to see me?"

Theodore smiled.

"Nonsense! I'm honored to have you here! Please, come in!"

Grayson warmly invited Theodore inside and then instructed his secretary, "Warren, please serve us the finest tea we have."

He then led Theodore to the coffee table and gestured for him to sit.

"Please take a seat, Mr. Spencer Senior."noveldrama

Theodore was highly respected. Even Grayson's mentor would need to show deference in the former's presence.

After Theodore removed his coat, Grayson quickly took it and hung it on a nearby coat rack. "Grayson, do you anticipate any unusual climate over the next few days?" Theodore asked bluntly.

"In the coming week, there will be heavy snowfall in the north and sleet in the south," Grayson replied confidently.

"Any signs of an extreme cold wave?" Theodore asked, his eyes fixed on Grayson.

After briefly hesitating, Grayson shook his head and said, "Based on our recent observations and analysis, we don't expect any cold waves in the near future."

Theodore's expression grew solemn as he added, "An old friend of mine is a meteorologist. He predicts that an extreme cold wave will approach around the fifth. This could

significantly impact the people and lead to huge losses for various industries, especially the fisheries."

Grayson slightly quivered at Theodore's words.

He then forced a smile and asked, "May I know who this old friend of yours is, Mr. Spencer Senior?"

Grayson had indeed noticed some unusual readings in the meteorological data for the coming days. However, he couldn't determine if they were related to the cold wave.

He had sought advice from his retired mentor and other colleagues, but none of them could provide a sensible explanation for the odd readings. As a result, they could only conclude

that the data calculations were off.

With Theodore suddenly showing up and claiming an extreme cold wave was expected, Grayson couldn't help but question the data he had been studying earlier. He was curious about Theodore's friend and would definitely like to discuss the abnormalities with the meteorologist if possible.

Theodore smiled faintly and said, "He's not feeling well, so he asked me to inform you instead."

When Warren served the tea on the table, Grayson smiled and said, "Please have some tea to warm yourself, Mr. Spencer Senior."

Theodore declined the offer and urged, "Time is running out. You need to issue a disaster warning as soon as possible so that the fishermen can take the necessary precautions and minimize their losses!"

Grayson sighed helplessly.

"Mr. Spencer Senior, we need solid scientific evidence before issuing a disaster warning. We can't warn everyone without concrete proof.

"If we did, the fishermen might spend a fortune preparing for a disaster that might not even happen. What if it turns out to be a false alarm? We would only anger them!"

"What if the extreme cold wave does hit unexpectedly on the fifth? It would be too late for any precautions by then!" Theodore countered, his expression stern.

Grayson swallowed hard, his forehead damp with cold sweat. He wasn't sure if there would be a cold wave in the next few days, but the meteorological data did show some unusual readings.

If Theodore were right, an extreme cold wave would undoubtedly cause huge losses, and the entire meteorological bureau would be held accountable.

"L-Let me seek advice from my mentor," Grayson said.

Grayson's mentor, Dorian Myers, was an academic at the Academy of Sciences and a professor of meteorology. He had also served in the meteorological bureau for quite some time.

Grayson made a call to Dorian using the landline on his desk.

After a brief wait, a kind, elderly voice came through the phone.

"Hello, Grayson."

Grayson got straight to the point.

"Mr. Myers, Mr. Spencer Senior is in my office now. He mentioned that his meteorologist friend predicted an extreme cold wave would be expected on the fifth and wanted us to issue a disaster warning.

"Mr. Spencer Senior visited you at the bureau?"

"Yes."

"Then follow his advice. There appear to be some calculation errors in the data you sent me. We're likely expecting a cold wave in the next few days."