"Jenna, don't worry. I've already sent Jordan, Alvin, and the rest back. General Delia is still in the mansion. Nothing will happen. Trust me." As he said this, Hansen turned and saw Alvin standing in a daze. He could not help but to shout angrily, "Alvin, why are you still here? This is no time to hesitate. How can you be so sissy?" Alvin looked at the fierce-looking men in black beside Sergio and his heart ached. However, it was fortunate that they had control over some of the criminals. It was better than nothing. "Take care, Mr. Richards," Alvin said, gritting his teeth. The situation was urgent then. He had no way of disobeying Hansen's orders. He could only retreat and meet up with Jordan. He explained the situation at the mansion to Jordan. Jordan's face turned pale with fright. He didn't hesitate, led his men, and retreated. However, before he left, he left Paul and a few policemen there. After they left, Hansen relaxed completely. It was as if the
"Search inside. Search the whole hiding spot." Hansen saw that the matter had already been resolved. He told Paul and the police that if they did not catch all of them, they would only harm more people. "Mom." Several men in black outside were lying in a pool of blood. Even Sergio was on the ground with his hands on his waist. A policeman was standing beside him as he bled. He clenched his teeth. Jenna remembered Hansen's words and ran up quickly. She needed to bring Sara to the police car in time. Sara was unconscious. Jenna was distressed. She took out the medicine and water that she had prepared and fed them into Sara's mouth. At that time, the sun was shining bright, and their bodies were covered with sweat. She didn't dare to stay any longer under the sun and hurriedly wheeled Sara away from the scene. At that time, there was a gun pointing out of a narrow hole upstairs which was aimed at Jenna. "No!" As Jenna pushed the wheelchair away, S
"Madam, the funeral at Richards Manor has been postponed until tomorrow. The funeral has also been postponed for a day." Madam Lilian had a gut feeling that something was wrong and her mind was already in a state of chaos. She had long since lost interest in public matters. Therefore, when she returned to the hotel, she sent Quina out to investigate the situation. However, she only rested for a while before Quina walked in. Madam Lilian straightened and adjusted her glasses. Confused, she asked, "Why did they change the time?" This was Vivian's funeral. They had already announced the time to the public. It was very strange to change the date this suddenly, and it looked like they did not respect the deceased. "Madam, it was changed, and it was announced to the public by Hansen, the head of Richards Manor. The specific reason has not been stated." Quina agreed with a puzzled look on her face. Madam Lilian closed her eyes. The light in her eyes flickered. Vi
The atmosphere in the guest room was filled with all kinds of unease. As Madam Lilian walked around the room, she felt tired. As soon as she sat down on the couch, she saw Quina rushing back anxiously. "Madam, no one has seen Jenna and Hansen in the mansion the whole day," Quina said in a hurry. In a daze, Madam Lilian's face turned pale, as if some part of her body was missing. She felt a heart-wrenching pain and panicked. "Speak slowly, dear." She calmed herself down, and a sharp light flashed in her eyes, which had only sharpened over time. "Madam, I went to the mansion. It's heavily guarded inside, but no one saw Jenna go out. Later, Trevor told me that Hansen and Jenna had hurried out today. They said that they went to the Francist Community. But why did they go there? Neither of them explained it to the family. It's said that they had gone there to pick up Sara. However, they were nowhere to be seen. When they called them, they just said that they we
Claude took it over to have a look and saw that it read, "Trevor, my son died to protect Jenna. I killed my son, my only family. I will not let your family live on peacefully. Today, let's settle it once and for all. I will raze your mansion to the ground. Mark my words. Yadriel." Claude understood Trevor's concern when he saw this. He closed his eyes and felt chills running down his spine. Norton was stunned by their expressions. He hurriedly took the letter from Claude's hand and read it. His face instantly turned pale. "Quickly evacuate all the family, guests, and servants in Richards Manor. We have to try our best to minimize the casualties. Yadriel has gone crazy." Trevor's gaze was stern as he decided. That day was the day when their relatives and friends had come to mourn Vivian. Their guests came early in the morning, and more were coming. Initially, everything was in order. However, only when Alvin and John brought their men back in a hurry did they kno
"Sabrina, let's get out of here." When Norton found Sabrina at last, he grabbed her arm and dragged her outside. He had been looking for her the whole time. He was very worried about her safety and wanted her to stay under his watch. At the time of the incident, he was busy formulating plans with Trevor and Claude. When he finally came out, Sabrina was already gone. In fact, since these things happened, Sabrina had been busy. Jenna was not there. So, she took the initiative to take over her position and did what she could. When everyone was frightened and crying, she comforted the crowd by mentioning that her father, General Delia, and Christopher were here. With this, she successfully maintained order in the crowd. Everyone had heard of General Delia's reputation and knew that Christopher, the head of the security team in Capital City, was here. They were relieved. Therefore, even in the most chaotic time, there was no accident of stepping on the dead and killi
"Carmella, I'm warning you as a friend. Don't blame me for reminding you, but some things aren't meant to be yours. Don't be greedy, lest you make a fool of yourself. You're a strong woman, as is your reputation. You know the importance of maintaining your reputation." Jaqueline turned to look at Carmella. Her tone wasn't soft. Carmella's heart sank. Her face turned pale and she was lost in her own thoughts. She was a proud woman. She had once held her head high in front of men. What had happened to her? What exactly was she doing? In a small glade in Richards Manor, the bomb disposal expert sent by Johan was busy dismantling the explosives. The instruments they brought detected some safe spots where there were no bombs present. Therefore, everyone in Richards Manor gathered there. Trevor established a temporary command center urgently and took charge of directing the operation of dismantling the bombs. When Norton brought Sabrina over, almost everyone from the
In a five-star hotel. "Madam, the bomb expert sent by General Ritchie has arrived." After receiving the news, Quina rushed in and told Lilian. "Okay." Lilian, who was sitting restlessly in the room, immediately stood up and nodded. The increasingly strong and ominous feeling made her body tense. After hearing from Quina, she ordered, "Ask them to rush to the mansion immediately." "Yes, ma'am." Quina nodded. She hesitated for a moment and said cautiously, "But Madam, Johan sent a bomb expert to the mansion." Lilian sneered with disdain, "These terrorists are from the war-torn country. The bomb must be foreign to them. No matter how powerful the experts he sent are, they can't solve this mess. If they could, then I would have called them long ago." After hearing this, Quina suddenly realized Lilian's intentions. "I am doing this out of respect to Vivian. She was wise throughout her life. Now that it's only been days since she passed, the mansion that s