Chapter 450

Trevyn's face was ghostly pale, his eyes betraying a flash of defiance. However, with Malcolm then a general and outranking him, he had no choice but to follow orders or face charges of insubordination. With a heavy heart, he holstered his gun, snapped to attention, and saluted Malcolm.

Then, with a chilling look, Trevyn warned Liam and Malcolm, "General Lynch, I hope you're still around to watch his back next month! We'll see about that!"

With those parting words, Trevyn, steadying the frail Brianna, led his team out of the lounge.

Only after Trevyn's crew had cleared out did Wasyl and Cheryl come out of their stupor, still huddled in the corner.

Malcolm himself had led the charge!

They knew Liam had connections with Malcolm, but they never imagined that Malcolm would show up himself with reinforcements, especially not that late and with Liam cornered by Trevyn.

Wasyl quickly plastered on a groveling smile and rushed over to Malcolm, fawning, "General Lynch, what an honor! Wasyl