Winston thought for a moment and shook his head. “That’s unlikely. I personally recruited these team members and knew their backgrounds well. They would never collaborate with cultural relic smugglers.”

A hint of coldness flashed in Jasper’s eyes. Whoever dared to play tricks in Willow’s hands was asking for trouble. “Don’t alert the traitor. I’ll find out who it is.” His gaze was sharp as he scanned Winston.

He happened to meet his gaze and was frightened, quickly assuring, “Mr. Wyatt, I am absolutely loyal to Miss Presgrave and would never betray her in any way.” The moment Jasper’s gaze swept over him, Winston felt as if a knife had flung by, fatal and fast.

Jasper withdrew his gaze and looked at Ricky. “Only the three of us will handle this matter. Don’t reveal anything to anyone.” “Understood.” Ricky also wanted to identify the renegade and ensure the successful completion of Willow’s mission.

the ship and brought down a black bag. He entered an empty tent and switched on his computer, then typed a few complex lines of code. His slender fingers, which were typing, were as elegant as playing

he enveloped the satellite signal over the entire island. At that moment, several

transmission was sent to the group. The others immediately reconnected. Jasper resembled a lurking beast as he stared at his computer. All the information the team members saw became

same size parked next to theirs. A group, dressed professionally, descended from

with him before, as his ancestors were also from Zoravia. That man would resort to anything for profit and was a disgusting smuggler! “What are

but you can’t control the boundaries of the high seas, can you?” “I discovered this place first, and I

be here. Moreover, I have

anyone was allowed to

price to come here. Let’s do our own thing and

here?” she questioned. The map was in her

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