Chapter 400 400: It was an ambush

Inside the warehouse, Jedrick glanced at Jonathan and Erna, a sly grin curling his lips. His eyes gleamed — not with joy, but with something darker, something that made both of them stiffen with unease.

"I'm sure your daughter won't disappoint me," he said softly, as if sharing a secret. He slipped the phone back into his pocket and, with deliberate calm, withdrew a cigar.

The flame from his lighter flared briefly in the dimness before he took a slow drag, exhaling a thick, suffocating cloud of smoke that coiled through the stale air.

"Jedrick, you should give up," Jonathan's voice cut through the haze, steady but taut. "You've lost everything. Surrender."

For a moment, Jedrick just stared at him, as if weighing the words. Then, slowly, a laugh rumbled from deep in his chest — rough, jagged, and wrong. The sound seemed to seep into the concrete walls, making the shadows crawl.

"No one defeats me, Jonathan. No one," Jedrick said, his voice low and menacing. "I crushed Father. I crushed you. And now, it's your daughter's turn. I'll make sure not a single soul from your bloodline survives."

Jonathan froze, horror tightening his chest as the meaning of Jedrick's words sank in.

Eveline and her little friends thought they had beaten him. Fools. Jedrick had been two steps ahead all along.

Even Rick's betrayal hadn't been enough to outsmart him.

Jedrick always got what he wanted — and if it demanded bloodshed along the way, so be it.

Rising to his feet, Jedrick turned to his men.

"Wait for my instructions," he said coolly, "before you burn this entire place to the ground."

Jonathan's heart hammered in his chest as he shot a desperate look at Erna, still slumped unconscious in her chair.

Their mansion's security hadn't mattered; Jedrick's men had stormed through like a well-oiled machine, abducting them with chilling efficiency.

And now... seeing how Jedrick intended to use them to bait Eveline, regret gnawed at Jonathan's gut. He should have seen this coming.

"Have a safe trip to heaven, dear brother and sister-in-law," Jedrick sneered.

Without sparing another glance, he turned on his heel and strode away, leaving them under the cold, ruthless watch of his men.

***

Meanwhile, Eveline was still reeling from Jedrick's chilling threat, her mind racing faster than she could control.

"I think we need to stop Uncle Kaden from attacking Jedrick's base," Gabriel said urgently. "What if... what if Jedrick does something to Uncle Jonathan and Aunt Erna?"

strike team had already been en route to Jedrick's main

their heads, the situation had twisted

still, lost deep in thought. Her heart pounded, each

Think, Eveline. Think.

bolt slicing through the

called sharply, snapping the room to attention. "Hand me

rushed over and

doing?" Gabriel asked, moving closer, watching her

at the main base," Eveline muttered, her voice low but

networks like a knife through silk. Screens

— an abandoned warehouse listed under a shell corporation

pointed, her voice fierce. "They're here. He's keeping them at this off-site location —

stared at the blinking location pin. "If Kaden attacks the wrong place... Jedrick could kill them out

eyes blazing with determination. "Then we stop him. We move now. Before it's too

the first time since Jedrick's threat, the group moved with a singular purpose — following the

just fighting for her family

was about to end this — once

the off-site location, Eveline and Gabriel huddled together, their minds racing as they tried to devise

waiting wasn't an option either. Every second ticked louder in Eveline's

lives hung

move, one misstep, and she could lose everything — not just her

to think

They needed a distraction.

to

he was

***

base, every step calculated and cautious. They moved like predators through the night, confident and armored—and yet completely unaware

Jedrick's key consignments and tracked down what they believed was his main operation site.

the surface success, an unease gnawed at Jedrick's instincts —

Something was wrong.

Something was missing.

subtle shift in the air before

of land ahead. He had learned the hard way never to ignore a bad feeling. And right now,

muttered, his voice low and tense as he scanned the empty perimeter.

shot down before

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