NovelEnglishChapter 1498: While typing, Brenton instructed his assistant to arrange for someone to clean up the scene.
When Brenton received confirmation that the cleanup crew would arrive in three minutes, he composed another message for Rhys: "Let Harlee know the cleanup begins in three minutes. She should focus on her mission." Brenton refrained from messaging Harlee directly, uncertain if she could check her phone at the moment. Since Rhys was heading in the sdirection, he assumed they had their own way of coordinating.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWaiting anxiously for Harlee to finish her call, Trenton knelt before her, nerves gripping him like a vice. Any thoughts of escape evaporated. Pleading seemed his only hope, so he chose to beg for mercy.
Not long after, Harlee received Rhys' update about Brenton's cleanup crew. Sliding her phone back into her pocket, she looked at Trenton coldly, her authority undeniable. Her gaze sharpened, and she commanded, "Stand up and taketo where the deal is happening." Trenton's head shot up, his shock evident as he stared at her. Was this woman really going to walk into what he knew was likely a deadly trap, fully aware of the dangers? Although she possessed great skill, could she truly match the prowess of his wealthy employer? The individual who had dispensed twenty million surely wielded significant influence, right? Doubts clouded Trenton's mind, making it hard for him to accept that this woman would intentionally seek out danger. Thus, he stayed down, offering no response.
A glimpse of impatience emerged in Harlee's narrowed eyes. She abruptly kicked Trenton in the chest, her eyes radiating a deadly purpose.
"Is my speech not clear enough for you?" Trenton spat out blood. Convinced by the harsh reality he now faced, he gathered his remaining strength and rose.
"I've understood... I... Let's head to the car. It's parked right outside this alley." At an abandoned steel pipe factory in the suburbs, a woman wearing a devil mask lounged on a plush armchair that looked absurdly out of place. Two hulking men flanked her, their arms crossed in silent intimidation. Not far away, five men clad in black stood sentry, their hands resting casually on the hilts of wickedly gleaming knives. Their alert postures and corded muscles screamed readiness for violence.
The masked woman addressed the man in black to her right, dripping with disdain, “Go check what's taking so long. Those useless fools were supposed to deliver that bitch ages ago. Can't even trust those people to do the one thing they're hired for!" The man on the right nodded respectfully.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Yes, Miss. Don't worry. I'll handle it immediately." After a pause, he continued, "I brought in the best in the business for this. Those guys have left a trail of bodies so long that it's practically a résumé. There's no way they'll screw this up." The masked woman snorted, the sound laced with icy derision.
"They'd better not. I shelled out twenty million for this. If they mess it up, they'll wish for something as kind as death." The man on her left, eager to curry favor, piped up, "Miss, trust me, this deal will go off without a hitch. You'll be more than satisfied." Hearing the man on the left say so, her eyes narrowed slightly, the hardness in them softening by a fraction. She waved a hand.
"Sparethe groveling. Just make sure everything goes smoothly. If it youse does, I'll make sure you see a payout so fat that it'll make your heads spin. Tens of millions-how's that sound?" At this, the men in black lit up like gamblers who'd just hit the jackpot. This was the kind of payday that could set them up for life, a far cry from the meager scraps they usually fought over.
"Got it!" The man to her right gave a deep bow and headed toward the factory's main gate. He had barely taken two steps when the growl of an engine cut through the tension as a black car rolled into view.
Trenton eyed the approaching figure near the doorway. A sinister thought flickered through his mind, but he snuffed it out almost as quickly as it came. Something about Harlee-her ΕΠ aura of danger, her unflinching disregard for the bodies that had been left in their wake-screamed that she was not to be trifled with. No matter how much he loathed Harlee, he didn't dare let any sinister thoughts cross his mind. The content. is on novelenglish.net!
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