Chapter 972 Abduction
That day, Skyler brought multiple comrades to the research center in the west zone. Many had died in
the operation, with a total death count of twenty-two. Matthew and Skyler had been tight-lipped about
the matter, and it was not until Veronica asked about the situation when Eleanor came over that she
learned how many people had passed that day.
Among these people, some had been close friends of Matthew's and were talented individuals
cultivated by him for many years. In the end, they sacrificed their lives because of one word from
Crayson.
Veronica pushed the dagger into his chest, inch by inch, penetrating his thin shirt and piercing through
the surface of his skin. Blood trickled from the wound, staining his clothing in maroon. He stood as
motionlessly as a statue, unable to find the words to refute her deadly question.
"You've been involved in my life since I was a child. That's why I kept quiet when you attempted to take
Matt's life the first time, but you shouldn't have continued targeting him without the slightest hint of
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtrepentance!"
While she was speaking, her eyes gradually reddened with tears. Every word she uttered was meant to
agonize him, but she was also suffering from heartbreak. The torment in her heart was no inferior to the
pain she felt as she stabbed the dagger into his heart.
"My children were my last straw, but you sacrificed me in the name of the greater good. You even used
my children to threaten me. Did you think I'd accept being a puppet at your mercy?" She took a deep
breath and forced herself to remain calm. "I'm asking you one last time. Where are my children?"
"Gosh. You're f*cking pathetic." After listening to Veronica, Skyler was so furious that his face flushed
with anger. He was tempted to kick Crayson in the head just to see what was inside that old head.
However, with every inch of the blade digging into Crayson's chest, Skyler dared not make another
sound as the situation was about to explode. After all, both were masters in martial arts. If a fight broke
out between them, it would resemble an eruption in the universe. Hence, it would be safest to stay
away from interfering.
Crayson gritted his teeth and glanced at the dagger in his chest. Then, he looked up at Veronica with a
benevolent smile. "Roni, I watched you growing up. I know you don't have the heart to kill me."
"Is that so?" she sneered. Although she exerted more strength into the dagger, she could not bring
herself to finish the job. He is right. I couldn't make myself to do it. I don't have the heart to do it!
However, the most important reason was that she needed to discover her children's whereabouts. They
would be in greater danger if she killed him.
At that moment, Veronica and Skyler suddenly felt their vision turning dark. Then, they collapsed to the
ground without warning.
Face as cold as the mountain, Crayson glanced at the two unconscious bodies and reached out to pull
the dagger out of his chest. Since Veronica's reluctance to finish the job translated into her 'knife work',
his wound was neither deep nor fatal.
Whoosh.
Suddenly, a strange sound came from outside the window, quickly followed by the pitter-patter of
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmfootsteps. Then, several people leaped into the room through the window.
Crayson simply ordered, "Take them away!" Afterward, he turned around and walked out of the living
room. Shutting the door, he boldly strode out of the building through the main entrance.
…
Inside the private room of a teahouse, Matthew studied Eleanor, who was sitting opposite him. "This is
the overall plan that Roni and I came up with."
Last night, Veronica had tossed and turned in bed for a long time. Unable to fall asleep, she decided to
share her thoughts with him after much deliberation. Therefore, they had planned and discussed their
countermeasures deep into the night. Once they finalized their plans, she told him to invite Eleanor to
discuss their plans in secret the next day so that they did not alert their enemies.
Eleanor leaned against the chair, crossed her arms before her chest, and studied him intently.
"Veronica is a genius indeed. It's no wonder you're so infatuated with her. She's smart, wise, generous,
courageous, and resourceful. Who wouldn't like a woman like that?" She sighed. "This princess has no
choice but to accept her defeat."
Matthew did not bother to respond.