Mr. Marcus sneered, finding it amusing that Saxon still dared to be defiant at this point. Mr. Marcus didn't think Saxon had any tricks up his sleeve to save Noblefull Group. How could he rebuild the collapsed Noblefull Group within two days?"Noblefull Group is crumbling, Alston Smith is ruined. I don't think he can bounce back and be as vibrant as before. If I were more ruthless, he would spend his life in jail. I doubt if his weakened body can withstand much longer. I want him to live and witness my revenge. As for you, Saxon, after Alston Smith falls, you're next!" Mr. Marcus's eyes were filled with hatred, equal to or even greater than his disdain for Alston Smith.But Saxon had mighty connections within the mafia. It wouldn't be easy to bring him down. So he had first brought down Alston Smith.Mr. Marcus had endured years of torture and humiliation, and he would never allow Alston Smith to roam freely."Mr. Marcus, you always achieve what you set out to do, but in this matter,
"Can't you discuss it over the phone?" Jessica instinctively didn't want to get involved with anyone from the Smith family. It was said that this old butler had been with Alston Smith since a very young age, and they had a relationship of decades. He was extremely loyal to Alston Smith. "Let's meet in person. I have something very important to discuss and I want to talk to you face-to-face." Jessica felt puzzled, not knowing what business the butler of the Smith family could have with her. Apart from Alston Smith being hospitalized, she didn't have much to say to him. Mr. Marcus asked, "Who is it?" "The butler of the Smith family. He wants to talk to me about something," Jessica honestly replied, not hiding anything. They happened to be at a red light, so Mr. Marcus stopped the car, snatched Jessica's phone, and said in a deep voice, "Uncle, it's me, Marcus. Whatever you want to discuss with her, if it's about my father, don't bother." Although Mr. Marcus' voice was cold, his ton
Vincent said gently, "Actually, it was only a few days ago that I accidentally overheard Old Mr. Alston mention that you and Mr. Marcus are cousins, and that's when I realized you're Judy's daughter. I didn't know before."Jessica felt a bit relieved when she heard that. She spoke frankly, "I thought you already knew, but were afraid of Alston Smith, so you never showed up."Vincent seemed to anticipate her answer, just smiled, and didn't mind. And Jessica didn't have any ill intentions. She might resent him, but it's not Jessica's style to speak ill towards an elderly person who seemed so kind and hadn't harmed her."Are we cousins then?" Jessica asked, only Vincent had the answer to this question."You and Mr. Marcus don't seem to care about it, right?" Vincent countered."Not caring is one thing, whether or not we are cousins is another. You should know that Marcus and I have a son now, so we naturally don't care about being cousins. But whether we're cousins or not will affect whe
"How have you been all these years?" Vincent kindly asked.Jessica smiled calmly without a hint of emotion. Trying to play the sentiment card? Too bad, I stopped falling for that when I was ten years old. "I've been very well. I'm living comfortably now, with a high education, high income, a lovely son, and a man who loves us both."Vincent had heard about her and Mr. Marcus, but back then he never expected she would be his granddaughter. After all, the world is vast, and the chances of meeting relatives again are rare.This young girl is quite intelligent.She speaks without revealing too much.That smile seemed pleasant at first glance, but a bit chilling at the second. She is different from Diana and Judy, stronger, more decisive, and smarter than them.A kind of cleverness that is not overtly sharp, appearing reserved."Mr. Marcus is an exceptionally good man, and you will be happy," Vincent said.Jessica raised an eyebrow and couldn't help but smile. "This is the first time I've
It was unclear who Herman was directing the statement to.Camellia smiled, "So you're a snitch, huh? Then make it clear. What does your master plan to do? Destroy us or blow us up?"Henry elegantly smirked, "Is Saxon worried if his firepower is sufficient? Is he ready for a fight?"His voice exuded elegance, but it was accompanied by an imposing aura, resembling Camellia by ninety-nine percent.Huh, Saxon wanted to boast about his firepower without even considering his own capabilities. So far, the terrorists haven't even gotten involved in this war. If they do, who knows who will come out on top? Saxon is just way too confident.However, Herman was not someone to be confused in the face of adversity. Since he warned them to leave, Saxon must be planning some action.Just as Herman was about to reply, the door opened, and Duncan walked in. The two identical faces appeared on the screen, immediately letting Camellia and Rose know that Herman's plan to divulge information had failed.Du
"Mr. Marcus, it's Saxon," Panther's voice just fell when a black luxury car screeched to a stop on the dock.Saxon elegantly got out of the car, dressed all in black. His white overcoat billowed eerily in the sea breeze.In the darkness, his emerald green eyes appeared colder than before.Just as Mr. Marcus expected, it was indeed Saxon. He sneered, knowing that Saxon had been the one messing with their arms shipment."What happened to the deal? Why did that old man, William, stand you up?" Saxon smiled with a touch of melancholy, a hint of wickedness, and a dash of satisfaction. Looking at the cargo ships that had already left the port, Saxon's smile became even more sinister. "You can set sail even without anyone negotiating. Aren't you afraid of interception from the navy?"Mr. Marcus crossed his arms and remained silent, creating a black and white contrast. The two figures on the dock each exuded their own aura. It seemed as though everyone could only see the swirling black tornad
"Inspector Milo, what brings you and this many people here on a case?" Mr. Marcus chuckled lightly. Two military helicopters hovered above the sea, Milo sure made quite a move this time.With encirclement on land, sea, and air, it's a pity. To prevent any issues with the arms trade, Mr. Marcus had no qualms about asking his precious son for the latest explosive program. Only the top terrorists can destroy evidence without a trace, and this system was developed by his son. He wasn't going to let it go to waste.Never expected it to come in handy."This is classified!" Milo said sternly.Mr. Marcus laughed lightly, still graceful in his actions. "Inspector Milo, taking on a big case, yet you haven't asked the mafia godfather why he is here? Seems quite strange and illogical, doesn't it?"Milo raised an eyebrow. And a flash of annoyance passed through Saxon's emerald green eyes.Before Inspector Milo could reply, Mr. Marcus coldly smirked, "Seems like the informant Inspector Milo mention
When Jessica woke up in a daze, two days had passed. She woke up in pain, a sharp and unbearable pain in her lower abdomen, rolling on the bed while clutching her agonizing stomach...Crying in pain, her petite body curled up, suffering...First, the severe pain in her lower abdomen, followed by the feeling of countless needles piercing her every limb and organ, attacking her from all directions, making it inescapable. Veins bulged on Jessica's neck from the intense struggle to endure.The veins on the sun also stood out, Jessica's head tilted back, her golden hair scattered, and she let out a piercing scream, "Ouch..."The pain surged like tidal waves, like a blizzard after an avalanche, Jessica couldn't help but scream, trying to lessen the anguish raging within her body. But it was futile, the pain remained just as strong, like a steel knife hacking at her bones, a piercing pain that penetrated her core, almost pushing her to the limit.The excruciating pain in every limb and organ