In Brayra...

Jonell exited the Hammerreach International Airport with a huge grin on his face.

Meanwhile, Anderson was escorted by a team of bodyguards, who followed him behind.

"Well, should we go our separate ways now that your bodyguard work is completed?" Jonell asked Anderson with a smile.

"Naturally. But I need some sort of confirmation that I've received your payment," Anderson answered respectfully.

Jonell replied gratefully after recognizing Anderson had indeed saved his life, "Rest assured that the payment will be made. I can also transfer it to your personal account if you provide the details to me as a token of my gratitude for not abandoning me in a time of need."

"No need," Anderson replied.

Jonell didn't press him any further. He had his assistant transfer the money before bidding Anderson goodbye. "Farewell."

Anderson disappeared into the crowd shortly after that.

Jonell sighed as he got into the car. "Monfort seems like a good choice now that I can't return to New Yoke. Besides, I still have my business here."

Then, he took out a cigar from a luggage compartment nearby, lit it, and took a puff.

His assistant, Jamie Campbell, hesitated slightly before asking, "Shall we head to Miss Smith's place or a hotel?"

Jonell narrowed his eyes, pondered for a moment, and he asked, "How is she?"

"Not good. She needs to have medications constantly. That's why she is always drowsy. She is rarely in a clear state of mind during the day," Jamie answered.

Jonell was in this predicament because of her.

She subjected herself to suffering instead of

use Martin Colleen's medication to manipulate

know that she would fall

as they passed by the Soliana-styled buildings for some reason. "Any news regarding

nothing so far. But Abigail and Xavien have

New Yoke to act as

truly bitten the dust this time?" Jonell muttered to himself, and he took another puff of

room he had booked

room except for you," Jonell instructed as he was

Jonell yelled in pain before Jamie could even

bodyguards immediately came and

to

him away.

worried that he might collapse. Jonell was shot in the shoulder, but he did a better job at enduring the pain after

did not

leaned against the elevator as blood trickled down his

"Bring me Anderson!"

Anderson was dependable.

left if he could bring along

promptly dialed

over the phone as soon as the call was connected. He tried to suppress his trembling voice as he said, "Anderson... Where are you now? Are your associates here yet? I'm hiring you boys once

were from

as capable as the men Carl's

them out if he found himself in a predicament down the

ones who did the

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