Chapter 617



Across the ocean.

Lucius got a call, immediately went to report to Gregory.

Gregory was just about to dial Jane's number when he saw Lucius approaching, his brows furrowed slightly.

"You'd better have something important."

"It's important."

Lucius was sweating, "Mark Larson's old factory blew up."

Gregory raised an eyebrow, "Blew up?"

Lucius didn't dare to wipe his sweat, speaking truthfully, "They used plenty of explosives, now it's just rubble, and it even affected the surroundings. I need to head back and deal with it."

Gregory leaned back in his chair, a shadow passing through his eyes, he tapped on the desk twice.

"Even if it's rubble, make sure if he's actually dead."

"Yes."

Lucius quickly turned to leave, but just as he reached the door, he heard that always casual yet chilling voice from behind.

"Find out, and then, you know what to do."

Lucius didn't dare to argue. He had once sworn that Mark's place would be secure.

He was just abroad for a few days, took his eyes off for a moment, and disaster struck.

to a godforsaken place, he felt indescribable

"Yes, Gregory."

closed

got up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, glancing at the blinding

a while, he opened his

some stuff, go to sleep early,

message hadn't even sent when the hotel room door was violently

the explosion in the outskirts was

through videos, nine out of ten were about

left with plenty of potentially toxic

sent black smoke billowing,

was the outskirts, people

if there was anyone inside, they

piece of cantaloupe into my mouth, "Try to watch more uplifting

nodded, "Okay, I

just ate a cherry tomato, leaving me the rest of

to sleep

"Mom, am I gonna turn

then sleeping,

me, "No, you're eating

diet carefully put toget

nutritionist, you won't get

pushing my mom towards her room, "Go get your beauty sleep, or you'll be puffy

care of me anymore, asked

to have Christine come stay

stay up too late

"Got it."

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