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Chapter 840 Capture This Moment Well, Especially His Face

Chapter 840 Capture This Moment Well, Especially His Face

“I like the idea of eliminating Joseph, but the more important question is how do we do it?”

"I found out that in two days, Joseph will be heading to Skyreach Memorial Park on Harold’s behalf to pay tribute to Harold’s former comrade. The memorial park is built on a mountaintop, accessible only through a single mountain road. The area is sparsely populated and has poor signal reception. Even if outside were called upon, it’d take some time to get there."

This plan to take action at Skyreach Memorial Park was foolproof.

Cyrus took a sip of his coffee and smiled. "Are you in a hurry because of your impending marriage to Chloe in three days?"

Noah's eyes flickered but he did not refute this. To avoid unnecessary trouble, he had considered all the factors. Now was the most appropriate moment to deal with Joseph.

"And how will you repay me?"

looking for right into your hands," Noah declared, full

address could be found with some effort. It was not a difficult task. Most importantly,

in the first place. Perhaps

He pushed a cup toward Noah and said, "Pleasure doing business with you. There’s no wine, but we could toast

as its fragrance wafted toward him. He picked up the cup, clinked it lightly with Cyrus’, and answered, "Pleasure

when he got to his feet, a sudden wave of dizziness overtook him. His face, usually pale, flushed a rosy pink. He staggered back into his chair as he shot a furious glare

coffee, but Noah had neglected to take note if it had been poured before or after his arrival. Everything was clear now. Cyrus’ coffee had been poured before he entered, so it

close friend. "Why the angry look? I didn't

closed his eyes, struggling to suppress the inexplicable

adjoining wall. "Come in,"

he anticipated what was to come. Looking into the slits of the woman’s mask, he recognized her

It was Xavia’s eyes.

she bit her lip. This was her first time feeling the sting of betrayal, the taste of being utterly trampled upon. Among the myriad

often, others simply follow my lead," Cyrus said, his voice dripping with condescension.