Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress

Chapter 1695: The power of love

"No, it's not them, sir. It was someone else."

The commander studied the man quietly. "Are you sure?"

"Yes." The staff looked at the photos again, then met the commander's eyes. "I'd know if it was one of them-but it's neither."

"I see." The commander tilted his head, slipping the photos back into his vest.

As he tucked them away, he gave a glance to one of the men standing beside the chair before turning to walk off.

"Sir, I've said everything I know," the staff member said. "Please, just let me go—"

BANG!

The commander stopped mid-step and glanced over his shoulder. All he saw was a thin wisp of smoke rising from a muzzle behind the chair-and the staff's body slumped lifelessly to the floor. Blood crawled out beneath him, forming a growing pool.

No one reacted. They'd seen this kind of thing before. freewebnovel.com

"Jonathan certainly found loyal allies," the commander muttered as he resumed walking out of the vault.

The men followed behind, leaving the corpse without a second glance. This underground space would serve as a tomb-at least until the stench began to rise.

As the commander stepped out of the vault, another man was waiting for him. "Commander," the armed officer said, falling in beside him. "Our team found data on the owner of the club. It appears he fled the country shortly after the incident involving Jonathan Pierson."

The commander's jaw tightened. News of Jonathan's attack hadn't even reached the public yet. Not a single article had surfaced-thanks to the Pierson Family's efforts to shut everything down.

"Any footage of who accessed the vault before us?" he asked.

"All recordings from the relevant time frame were professionally deleted, sir," the officer replied. "Our team tried to recover them, but we were too late."

The commander's expression soured. "That fox... seems he really thought of every angle."

footage normally and having an expert wipe it clean. The latter made

Jonathan's people wouldn't have been able to control

on it, sir," the man confirmed,

that followed the

for updates, sir. But based on our estimates, we've figured

stopped and turned slightly.

the other side.

walking toward the exit, heading to where the

their mapping was accurate, they could still intercept the intruders. The chances were low-but even a one

several men were already waiting—another subordinate approached. He whispered something into the commander's ear, who responded with a silent

"Let's go."

The group boarded and made their way

front of a row

a karaoke bar. The commander stepped in front

entrance and looked to

team stood in front of

a single

made their moves. The commander's group

the same time, in

CREAK...

and scanned the

hand, flashing a few signals to keep the rest on standby. The space

man gave similar signals back toward the hatch, instructing the others to pause. Meanwhile, the first man pulled

door. His grip on the weapon was firm, muzzle pointed downward. The second man

toward the

reached out and tried the handle-it

it into the

Tak...

aside to give him space. Glancing down, he spotted the

backed up one step, raised his