Anson chuckled when I asked my question. He stood under a gazebo in a garden and gestured for me to sit. "Sit down. It's cooler here."Then he took a seat inside the gazebo, and I joined him.I couldn't help but wonder what he was worrying about. Maybe I could help distract him."The Huffman and Attwood families have always been close. The Attwood family started in the east of the city, and we, the Huffman family, started in the north. We were involved in similar businesses, so conflict was inevitable. However, the two families reached an agreement so they could survive. They divided Foswood into the east and west regions, with the Huffman family in the west and the Attwood family in the east. That way, we would govern our own territories, mutually complementing each other and avoiding interference.“This arrangement lasted for a while, but when the businesses became more established, the division was no longer logical, and conflict arose again. Then, the two families rewrote the a
I could sense Ivanna's frustration as she realized that Jared had left in a hurry without explaining anything to her."He left in a rush. I'll explain later. I should be in Bourdamun by tomorrow morning," I informed her.I quickly hung up and returned to Anson's side.He looked at me and said, "Go ahead and attend to your business."I smiled and sat next to him again. "I should spend more time with you since Trinity’s not around. I would have visited sooner if I hadn’t been so busy."We continued chatting until Atlas returned. After a brief conversation with Anson, we left.In the car, Atlas instructed the driver, "Head straight to Bourdamun."I wasn't surprised by his decision. The car quickly left the northern suburbs and entered the ring road. The afternoon of seemingly aimless chat with Anson had left me feeling strange.Atlas took my hand. He seemed concerned. He asked, "Are you hungry? We can grab something to eat when we reach Bourdamun."I replied, "Sure."Noticing my d
That inadvertent glance sent shivers down my spine and made the hairs on my neck stand up. I stood still and tried not to show any reaction, but my heart was pounding intensely, and a sense of panic crept in. I made a conscious effort to stay composed.On the fifteenth floor, the man squeezed out from behind me and walked out of the elevator. His tall, slender figure gradually disappeared as the elevator doors closed, and I never saw his face.My room was on the twenty-third floor. When the elevator reached my floor, there were only a few people left inside. I stepped out, followed by the hotel staff. He escorted me to my room and turned to leave. I quickly closed the door behind him.I urgently called Atlas and asked him to come to my room.We had kept the news of our marriage confidential, so Atlas had been assigned to another room on the top floor.He quickly appeared at my door. I pulled him inside and looked at him nervously. I quietly told him, "Atlas, I saw someone from the
I looked at her and asked, confirming, “You mean Arthur Morgan?”She nodded politely. “Yes.”I glanced over at Atlas, who was engaged in conversation with Noah at the neighboring table, accompanied by an elderly man. I couldn't spot Arthur anywhere.Afraid Arthur might have been waiting for a long time, I hesitated to interrupt Atlas. I told the receptionist, "You don't need to accompany me, I can go to the rooftop alone. When he finishes talking, just inform him about my whereabouts."She nodded with a cheerful smile. "Sure. Don't worry. Once he's done, I'll let him know. Do you know the way? Are you sure you don't want me to guide you?"I nodded confidently, "No problem, I can find my way."I then stood up and headed toward the exit. I believed Arthur wanted to talk privately, considering the crowded environment in the restaurant. Hence, he asked me to meet him on the rooftop.The rooftop of the Bourdamun Hotel was a specially constructed scenic platform. I talked with Noah on
I saw a remote control that looked like a car key in his hand. I didn't know what it was, but judging from his expression, it was certainly not good.A remote control? My eyes widened, and my heart raced. He must have seen the tension in my eyes.Looking even more smug, he asked, "Do you know what this is?"A second later, he said, “Boom.”I immediately felt my scalp tingling. I thought of everyone in the banquet hall at this moment."What do you want to discuss?" I steadied my emotions, staring at the man."Haha... you’re quite bold. What to discuss? Money." He said brazenly, "Man dies for wealth, and birds die for food. Aren't you doing the project for the new city in Bourdamun for money? You’re quite audacious, daring to take on this job and stirring things up. Let's spill some blood for it."His words left me dizzy. He mentioned me stirring things up, which could only mean he was associated with Nelson. That couldn't exclude the possibility of Denton.I discreetly stepped b
The man controlled me with one hand while holding the remote control with the other. Atlas approached with his entourage, all armed, forming a fan-shaped formation to surround us.I struggled desperately to loosen the man's grip on my arm, my eyes fixed on Atlas.The man stepped backward to the rooftop's edge, his excitement evident. "Ha... Atlas, perfect timing. Since you're willing to pay for her, that’s good. Transfer the 600 million to the overseas account, and I'll release her immediately. Otherwise, you’ll perish together."Atlas stared at me, his entire body exuding an icy chill, like the sky before a storm. His eyes were full of ruthlessness.He stepped closer to us, his gaze never leaving me, struggling under the man's control. I was being forced further away from him."Let her go. Otherwise, you won't get a dime." Atlas's eyes were like a hawk, fixed on the man. “If you release her, you can get the money, and I’ll even let you leave safely!”"Atlas, if you want her ba
The man's reaction was incredibly swift. Just as he threw the remote, he viciously tightened his grip around my neck, causing me to tilt backward.Before I could comprehend what was happening, I was dragged over the platform's railing, plummeting downward. I instinctively let out a scream. This feeling was terrifying, something I had experienced many times in my dreams.The man's arm, tightly clung to my neck, refusing to let go.Just as I realized I was falling, suspended mid-air, I felt my ankle suddenly being clamped. My body abruptly halted, but the grip around my neck intensified, making breathing difficult.In the next moment, another gunshot echoed, and I heard a muffled sound as something pierced into the flesh. I felt my neck tighten even more, and my vision started to blur. However, fortunately, my neck suddenly felt relieved.A rush of fresh air filled my lungs, and I instinctively covered my neck, gasping for breath.In fear, I widened my eyes and looked up. I found
However, I distinctly heard his voice trembling. Even his arms around me were shaking.I was completely limp in his arms, making me question the reality of everything before me. I could even feel my teeth incessantly chattering.After a while, Atlas gently released me, scrutinizing my face and checking if I was injured. Then, he embraced me tightly again, as if afraid of losing me once more, and kissed my forehead passionately.Later, he bent down, lifting me in his arms. With the protection of the group, we left the rooftop and exited the Bourdamun Hotel.Only at that moment did I realize that the people in the banquet hall on the second floor had already been urgently evacuated, and the entire building had been swiftly cleared out.As we left the Bourdamun Hotel, I noticed a crowd of cops surrounding the area. A white sheet covered a figure on the ground, stained with vivid red blood.The air was still filled with the scent of blood, and not far away, there was the explosion si