King of War's Dominance

Chapter 187

In the underground room of Gustav Gon’s headquarters, the atmosphere shifted drastically.

Gustav sat in his large chair, his face flushed red with suppressed anger. In front of him, Frank stood uneasily, his fingers trembling as he held his phone.

“What did you say?” Gustav’s voice was low—but the tone within it was enough to make Frank step back.

Frank swallowed hard. “Rachel… Rachel failed, Gustav. Thom didn’t divorce her.”

Gustav clenched his fist.

“I mean, he knew Rachel’s plan. He didn’t fall into the trap. Now Rachel has been fired from Lanster, her unlimited card has been taken, and—”

“ENOUGH!” Gustav roared, slamming his fist onto the table.

Frank fell silent immediately. His body trembled.

“You said this would work,” Gustav hissed, his eyes narrowing at Frank. “You said Rachel could bait him. You said Lanster Company would fall into my hands. And now you’re telling me everything failed?”

Frank couldn’t answer. His mouth opened, but no words came out.

Before Gustav could continue his rage, the door burst open. One of his men rushed in, his face pale.

“Boss… bad news.”

Gustav turned. “What now?”

The man swallowed. “Helicopter 99-NK-HU9… has been taken.”

Gustav went silent. His face changed from red to pale in an instant. “What do you mean taken? Who took it?”

“Thom Haye, Boss. We don’t know how. He didn’t send Team A to Bahelon. Team A just circled the city, then went to a spa. Team B got trapped by the wild tribe as planned. But it turns out… Thom had a third team. Two people. Undetected. They went straight to the real helicopter location.”

Gustav stood up. His chair fell backward.

BAAM!

“Impossible!” his voice rose. “It’s impossible for him to know that helicopter’s location! It wasn’t on any map! I chose that place myself because no one knew about it!”

The man could only lower his head. “Sorry, Boss… but that’s what happened.”

Gustav paced back and forth, his hands pulling at his own hair. “How? How could he know?”

Heramia, who had been sitting quietly in the corner of the room, finally spoke. Her voice was soft—almost a whisper. “Babe… what about your promise?”

Gustav stopped. He turned slowly.

“The promise to get Thom,” Heramia continued. “You said you would help me. You said he would die by my hands. Now the helicopter is taken, your plan has failed, and—”

“SILENCE!” Gustav’s shout echoed throughout the room.

Heramia flinched. Her body moved back until her back hit the wall. Her eyes widened in shock—she had never been shouted at like this before.

All this time, Gustav had always been calm. Always controlled. Always gentle with her.

But now, in his eyes, there was something different. Something that made Heramia realize the man before her could no longer be calmed.

“You… you shouted at me?” Heramia whispered, her voice trembling.

Gustav did not answer. He only stared at Heramia with eyes full of rage.

Before the tension could escalate further, the television in the corner of the room turned on by itself.

A female news anchor appeared on the screen, her face serious.

*Breaking news tonight. The government has officially issued a wanted status for two individuals strongly suspected of stealing a state asset—a military helicopter with registration code 99-NK-HU9.*

Photos of Gustav and Heramia appeared on the screen. Large. Clear.

*Gustav Gon and Heramia Rolland are suspected as the masterminds behind the theft of the military asset that occurred five years ago. Anyone who sees these fugitives is urged to report immediately to the authorities. Both individuals are considered dangerous and may be armed.*

Gustav froze.

Heramia covered her mouth with both hands.