Reboot: Mechanic

Chapter 317 Chain Reaction

Nancy knew she had lost this chess round thoroughly. Never once had she expected the Hill Family would cooperate with Theobold. 

Had she known that they were cooperating, then she would have never divulged the news to Phoebe. This was her mistake, and sending a video to Theobold in an anonymous manner, was her second mistake.

With Theobold's intelligence, it wouldn't take him much longer to learn that she was the one orchestrating behind the scenes.

"Damon is going to suffer tremendously if I don't intervene now," Nancy murmured softly, feeling a great headache.

Their plan from the start was flawed and was now taken advantage of by Phoebe and Theobold. 

The citizens back in Gearits City had also lost a massive amount of respect for Damon, with everyone questioning whether he was suitable to be a military commander or not.

"Damn, the world is already in chaos and the monster wave is ravaging the district areas. Yet this commander Damon is still trying to sow discord among the group."

"I know right, can we still be safe with such a military commander?"

As the crowd began questioning Damon's integrity in the popularized streets in Gearits City, the headquarters of the Harrett Family was completely silent. 

Samuel Harrett, situated in his usual center chair, was watching the live recording with an emotionless expression. 

His fingers repeatedly tapped on the meeting table, seemingly in deep thought.

'The Hill Family collaborated with Theobold and set up such a deadly trap against us. No wonder they were targeting us and accusing us of starting the monster wave.' The jigsaw pieces were starting to reveal their picture, and Samuel Harrett was far from pleased despite having his confusion cleared. 

In fact, he was beyond furious, but having maintained his position in such a high ranking for a long time, he was able to reveal zero expression on his face. 

"Damon is going to suffer tremendously after this incident." Samuel Harrett finally spoke up after remaining silent. 

As much as he wished to alter the situation, it was nearly impossible to stop the gossip among others. 

They were already in quite a perilous situation with the accusation of being the cause of the monster wave previously. And now with Damon's farce, their reputation was going to tank another huge hit.

Just when things couldn't get any worse for them, Samuel Harrett suddenly received a call. Upon glancing at the caller, he was somewhat surprised it was Butler Wade.

Butler Wade understood him the most, so he should have known not to disturb him if he was in a meeting, unless he was here personally.

Ignoring the people in the meeting room, Samuel Harrett accepted the call and asked, "Why did you call me, Wade?" 

"I'm sorry Patriarch, but it seems like the Young Miss had snuck out again."

"Again? Were you not watching over her properly?" Samuel Harrett slammed his palm on the table, losing his composure. 

There was always a limit on how much setback a person could receive. Damon having dug a hole for himself had already tested his limit, but that was still manageable. 

After all, the most he could do was temporarily suspend him for investigation as a statement to the public, but his daughter, Olivia Harrett. That was a whole different story.

"Just how are you doing your job, Wade? Have you gone senile already?" Samuel Harrett raised his tone and shouted, going as far as insulting Wade. 

Naturally, Wade understood the anger he was coming from and didn't take it to heart. "The Young Miss was throwing a tantrum and threatened to destroy the property if I didn't go out to get her favorite food." 

"Then just let her destroy it. I have so many properties. What is one property going to affect me?"

"B-But it's the property in D-sector." Wade lowered his tone and said gloomingly. 

At the mention of D-sector, Samuel Harrett had his brows wrinkled, seemingly unable to believe his daughter could be that spoiled. 

Taking a deep breath to calm his agitated emotion, Samuel Harrett asked, "Then have you tracked where she had gone?" 

"Yes… it's the frontline of the current monster wave."

BAM!

The armrest of his chair was shattered into debris, and Samuel Harrett was exuding a frightening and murderous aura, causing some of the people in the meeting room to have difficulty breathing.

"Patriarch, do you need us to leave?" One of the members in the meeting room asked. 

Samuel Harrett was too lazy to respond as he merely nodded his head and waved his hand. 

Regarding the situation now, Damon's fate wasn't going to be ideal and there wasn't much they could do about it anyway. The only way to quench the rumors was for them to do their best and end this monster wave farce. 

A few minutes had passed by, and the meeting room was an empty space again. 

"Wade, the frontline is a mess now, so bring her back immediately. Also, whoever was in charge of guarding Olivia. Have them all killed! I do not need incompetent fools." Samuel Harrett commanded. 

"Rest assured, Patriarch. They have been killed already." Wade's voice was void of any emotion as he relayed that the people responsible while he was gone were slain already. 

"What about their family?" 

"It's being determined, Patriarch. If you don't want them alive, then I'll send someone over to get them killed." 

"No need for that. Just have them all killed as well. Their lives are worth nothing compared to my daughter." Samuel Harrett's eyes glinted with a vicious light. 

He can't get revenge against the Hill Family temporarily, but for these people who are as good as ants in his eyes. Killing them to vent his frustration was enough.

"Understood, I'll assign someone to finish the job then," Wade responded swiftly. "I'll be leaving Gearits City now to retrieve the Young Miss." 

"Bring a few elites with you as well. I don't want any mishaps." Samuel Harrett said, ending the call. 

Turning his chair around, and glancing at the landscape from the altitude he was in through the window, he sighed softly. 

"What a great chain reaction you have orchestrated, Jonas Hill." He murmured.