Chapter 1995

At the Millennium, upon learning that Xavier was safely released, Jameson was engulfed in rage. He smashed several antique crystal glasses into pieces.

"Please calm down, Mr. Schmidt." Nicholas' voice on the phone sounded cautious and respectful.

"Everything was planned perfectly. Jasper's secretary was supposed to be doomed. Who would have thought that the scum from the Ivory Gang would change his statement at the last minute and shoulder all the blame himself? It was too unexpected. I couldn't do anything." "The Ivory Gang pressured him?" Jameson widened his crimson eyes. He then slowly bent down to pick up a piece of broken glass and clenched it tightly in his palm.

The blood seeped through his fingers, staining his pale hand with its vibrant hue.

However, he felt no pain. Instead, the suffocating feeling in his chest eased a bit.

Years of fighting have left his body riddled with ailments.

Colene to intervene and get Nathan to lend a hand. There's no

of the new medicine has been going smoothly all along. But when it came

mess, a cruel smile tugged at his lips. "Find a way to stop Nathan from ruining my plans." "Should we get rid of him?" Nicholas

dropped the shard and walked to the

rose he had carefully nurtured, his dark and gloomy face revealed a strangely gentle expression. He brushed his bloody fingers against the crimson petals, as if caressing a lover's

isn't worthy of me using my brain, let alone dirtying my hands." "You're right. I'll take care of those lowly thugs for

with anticipation. "By the way, Mr. Schmidt, can the new medicine be successfully developed?" "Yes, definitely. As long as we have enough experimental samples and accurate

call ended, Carl

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