Chapter 166
Author: Clinton
last update2026-08-26 22:22:24

Meanwhile, back at the heavily fortified Presidential Villa, Ferdinand was standing near the outer balcony, holding a glass of wine and watching Vanguard troops set up defensive turrets along the perimeter.

BEEP.

His private phone vibrated in his suit pocket with a distinct text message alert.

Ferdinand pulled out his phone, expecting a operational update from one of his lieutenants. Instead, his heart skipped a beat when he saw the sender's name on the screen:

LYDIA.

He quickly unlocked his ph
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