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Chapter One-Hundred and Thirty-Seven: Roses Are Red, Violets Are Blue
Margaret and Kate were chatting in the sitting room, bright smiles on their faces. It was already evening, and the sun hung low on the horizon. A crimson hue painted the surroundings, giving it an aesthetic look. “Jane cornered James with that statement,” Kate said. “I can't believe she's not only cold, but sly.” “Why do you think my brother employed her?” Margaret asked. “I mean, she graduated with a first-class degree in Finance and Corporate Law.” “Yeah,” Kate said. “She's really good. If I were to become the boss’s personal assistant, I wouldn't be able to pull off something like that. It makes her look like an undefeatable heroine.” She paused and looked around, as if she was about to gossip. Then she added, “The only downside is that she seems emotionless. The only time I see a hint of emotion is when she's around Boss.” “That's what love is all about, Kate.” Margaret nodded slowly. “Love changes people in ways you can't imagine. I mean, take a look at my brother. He always
Chapter One-Hundred and Thirty-Six: One Who Knows Deserves Trust
Jack sat on the couch, his eyes fixated on the TV in his bedroom. He held a glass of grape wine, a smile slowly spreading across his lips. The news was on, and he was delighted to see Martha, Jane, and the others on the screen. As he'd expected, Jane delivered exceptionally.“Now James has been cornered,” he muttered to himself, nodding slowly. “There's no way he'd be able to get out now…”He squinted and clicked his tongue. “No… He should be able to get out… But that would mean he'd divert his attention and resources…”And that was the scenario that Jack wanted. This would let him commence with his next plan, before finally revealing himself to the world.He sipped from the glass, the sour and sweet taste of the wine spreading across his mouth. He swirled the liquid in his mouth, savouring its taste. He then closed his eyes and swallowed with a gulp.“That reminds me…” he told himself. “Margaret’s supposed to be on TV tomorrow…”She was supposed to reveal the truth to the public, alb
Chapter One-Hundred and Thirty-Five: “A Minor Setback”
James Whitefield was watching TV when he saw the news. At first his lips were curled up into a victorious smile, his chin slightly raised. The Underground Synagogue infiltrated the Neuman family estate as planned.But as he continued watching the news, his lips slowly dropped. His shoulders sagged as he slumped into the couch, defeated.“This can't be…” he muttered to himself with twitching fingers. “They took at least twenty men to kill those mercenaries… They took five high-ranking ones to kill Margaret…”His breath caught. The attack had failed. He'd failed to assassinate the heir of the Neuman Empire. Not only that, but he'd also lost his spy in the Neuman family.Jane Foyers and Brandon Kruger had killed Edward and the other servants. There was no way he'd know what was happening within the Neuman family anymore.“It was supposed to work…” His voice quaked, like a dying wheeze. “Nothing was supposed to go wrong…”He swallowed hard and clenched his fists. It seemed as if Jane and
Chapter One-Hundred and Thirty-Four: A Plan Set in Motion
“Good morning from NewsEve Papers.” Martha's voice was soft. “We're live at the Neuman family estate.”The camera zoomed in on her face as she walked around. Kurt gripped the tripod stand with a serious expression. It was as if his entire life depended on this news coverage. Well, he wasn't doing it for himself… But for Martha. If it were up to him, he wouldn't even be here… He wouldn't even be a videographer for NewsEve Papers.“Currently, the police are apprehending a bunch of criminals,” she continued. “It turns out, they were assassins hired to kill Margaret Neuman. Thankfully, Jane Foyers and Brandon protected the girl.”She walked toward Margaret, who seemed distraught. The young woman bit her lips, gazing into oblivion. Obviously, she was trying to wrap her head around what had just happened.“Good morning, Ma'am,” she greeted her.Margaret snapped out of her thoughts and stared at her. Her expression seemed melancholic, but she bit her lips a few seconds later.Martha sighed i
Chapter One-Hundred and Thirty-Three: “Lay the Groundwork”
The sun peeked through the clouds, casting an orange hue upon the Neuman estate. The pools of blood glistened under the sunlight, becoming redder than usual. The corpses lay on the ground as a testament to the failed assassination attempt. It was already morning.Sirens wailed as police sedans rolled into the Neuman estate. Jane Foyers had reported an assassination attempt a few minutes ago. Several cops hurried out of the vehicles cautiously. They were armed to the teeth, looking more like soldiers than cops. They spread across the entire place, setting up crime tapes to cordon off the press… They'd soon be here any moment from now.There were several casualties, but a few people were alive, even though they were conscious. The police officers immediately restrained them as they recovered, rounding them up into the sedans.An ambulance and a van arrived a few moments later. The van’s back doors flew open as the forensic team stepped out. They began taking data captures of the entire
Chapter One-Hundred and Thirty-Two: The Dust Settles
John and his men were still fighting against the attackers. Muzzles blazed as bullets were spewed into the air. Clattering sounds filled the air as the bullets hit the trees and ground. They'd already killed several of the attackers, leaving only a few of them.John raised his right hand, gesturing at the men. They nodded, moving into a complicated formation. Their figures darted through the night, flanking the attackers.Da! Da! Da!Submachine guns roared, but the elite mercenaries were very experienced. They didn't move blindly into the enemies’ firing range. They squatted, rolled, and slid, cornering the remaining men.There were only twelve attackers left, their hands carrying submachine guns. They glanced at the bodies lying all over the place, their expressions becoming grim. They'd underestimated the Neuman family greatly. Who would have thought that they'd employ such elite mercenaries? They couldn't help but wonder where these elite mercenaries had come from.The Underground
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