Betrayed, Then Back For Blood

After hacking into the surveillance cameras at the entrances and exits of the abandoned steel mill, as well as those around the parking lot, Briar soon spotted the car that had just driven in.

The car was parked near what resembled a basement entrance, illuminated only by a faint glow from a dim streetlight. If Briar hadn’t searched so thoroughly, she might have overlooked it.

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“Got it,” Briar said with a smile as she hit the “enter” key. The screen split into a dozen smaller windows, and in one of them, she saw the unmistakable figure of Hayden in a wheelchair.

Reece leaned over to get a better look at the footage. “Looks like they’re about to head into the basement. Is the lab really down there?” he asked.

Hamish nodded and said, “Yeah, it seems like they’re going downstairs. If there’s a secret lab here, hiding it in the basement is probably the only way it wouldn’t get discovered.”

Ashton just tilted his head and looked at Briar, who was eager to make a move. “Let’s confirm their exact location first and have someone keep an eye on them. We’ll come back for them tomorrow after we’ve had some rest,” he said.

It was already late, and no one knew the situation inside the underground lab. There was no way Ashton would let the girl just get out of the car and try to catch them now.

Briar knew there was no room for negotiation, so she obediently nodded. “Alright, we’ll come back tomorrow. Now that we’ve found their hideout,

there’s no way they’re running away,” she said.

Even after they drove off, the guards watching over the abandoned steel mill didn’t notice a thing.

An hour and a half later, their car pulled up in front of the five–star Victoria Hotel. The hotel manager hurried over, opening the car doors with a respectful bow. “Welcome, Mr. Wade, Mr. Goodwin, Mr. Hamish, Miss Jennings, Brandon,”

“Are the rooms ready? We’re exhausted,” Bradon said.

The manager nodded and said, “All the rooms are ready. Please come with me.”

The Victoria Hotel had dozens of branches all over Qathana. It was also one of Ashton’s many overseas businesses.

The manager had once worked directly under Ashton before being sent to Qathana three or four years ago. Now, seeing his boss again, he was very

excited.

honestly wanted to rush over, cling to Ashton’s leg, and bawl, “Mr. Wade, do you still remember the loyal dog you kicked out back

Ashton owned a ton of businesses, those of them who

been weaned and tossed out by their dad, forced to make it on their own in

it turned out that Ashton’s influence overseas was so strong that most local troublemakers would

all his skills going to waste, he could only vent his frustration at the gym

prepared for them were the hotel’s private suites, occupying the entire top floor. The place was several times more extravagant than the presidential suite, and all of it had been specially set up

getting put to use. What a

leading Ashton and the others into the suite, the manager didn’t leave. Instead, he

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act all coy with Ashton was just asking

the manager just pretended to

laugh. “You got something to say? If

staying this time? The others heard you’re in Qathana and are all rushing over from everywhere!” The manager, seeing a

a loss for words, thinking, ‘This guy’s clingy, fawning

you guys out here, huh? Maybe I haven’t given you

knew that ever since he had sent these guys overseas, he had barely checked in on them. And when this guy said he missed him, it wasn’t really about missing Ashton himself but just that he was

no matter

“Alright, enough with the flattery. Go tally up how many people are coming with Brandon. I know you all haven’t stretched your muscles in a while. Once the

“Mr. Wade, who do you want to take down? How

said.

Ashton’s tone, it sounds like things are going to

the manager away.

“Ashton, were all your guys used to serve on the border or

“Battle–hungry? They’re downright starved for à fight. How long have

Ever since Ashton started running things here, his guys probably haven’t even gotten their hands

years.”