Chapter 0397

“You got them?”

At the front row of the concert venue, Amber’s face brightened as Alexander came back. “No more

troublemakers, right? And…where did you take them?”

The dead need not be kept. They were to be discarded, forgotten.

“No need to worry about that.”

Alexander kept it brief, tenderly taking his wife’s hand with a reassuring smile. “As long as I’m here, no small–time troublemaker can make a splash. The concert’s about to begin. Let’s enjoy

the show.”

He then turned his attention to the main stage, silently waiting for Wanda’s entrance.

“It’s time!”

Three kilometers from the pulsing heart of the concert, on the top floor of a towering office

building. Alice peered through her binoculars, her gaze fixed on the distant stage.

Her pretty face, once warm with excitement, then turned icy with frustration. “Why haven’t the

Envoys made their move? Where’s the fire? Why haven’t they lit it up yet?”

Next to her, Owen lowered his binoculars and faced the two Envoys standing behind him. His

ideas on

reading the concern in the other’s eyes. They were part of an elite group, the four Envoys, each a master of their craft. The task was simple for two grandmasters of their

her companions had yet to ignite the

Golden Wolf,

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and Alice, his voice a whisper of unease. “I’m not sure what went down, but something unstoppable

didn’t start the fire, and they didn’t come back. It’s likely…

Dead?

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darkened for a moment before he let out a slow. breath, his tone icy. “It’s safe to assume Alexander Intervened… No, it wasn’t just him. There had to be others. Those Envoys wouldn’t fall to

toward the concert. She turned back, teeth gritted. “Owen

it easy,” Owen interrupted, his calmness belying the storm brewing

narrowed his eyes and glanced at the Saunders family

jump the gun. Let’s head back, and get some rest tonight. We’ll call in the family tomorrow. We’ll

once and for

her gaze flickering back to

resentment.

well savor their last night

morning light.

off without a hitch, wrapping up smoothly with no

thank you enough for what you did tonight!”

and a touch of fear. “If it weren’t for Mister Kane stepping in, my concert would’ve been a

a smile and a

just one of their artists–she

major

be left to chance.

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