Chapter 1593

Back in Brimmopolis, Clifford Davier stood inside his study as he observed the dark and ominous sky outside his window.

He had unknowingly dressed in a deep, slate grey that seemed to reflect the looming weather that he saw approaching the area.

“A storm is brewing,” he muttered to himself with furrowed brows.

His nephew and the captain of his guard, Kyran, stood behind him and whispered, “Sir, Ms. Davier's flight has been intercepted by Nathan's forces.”

“The aircraft just made an emergency landing in Alberesque of the South.”

Upon hearing this, Clifford's expression changed

slightly.

Kyran lowered his voice again. “I think her behavior and that of Santiago have angered Nathan.”

“Nathan has already killed Santiago. If Ms.

Davier falls into his hands, the consequences would be disastrous.”

“Sir, you are still highly regarded. Why don't you contact Nathan yourself? I think he might consider your request on those grounds.”

this, Clifford maintained his

onto his identity and his pride with steadfast commitment. Therefore, he would not have so openly interceded

the Great Cabinet, if he were to make such an audacious request, how would he be able to

silence before Clifford

said, “If my memory still serves, the commander-in-chief of that region

“Yes, Sir.”

to keep her alive. No matter the cost. This is

“Yes, Sir.”

from the Channing base had

her party disembarked, they were

being escorted to

Normandy is

He wore a short-sleeved shirt with black trousers and leather shoes.

entourage consisted of a group of his most trusted aid. All of

of a person who had just seen her last hope. “Mr. Normandy!”

said, “Greetings,

Now please, hurry inside.”

entered the living room as the host

them some tea. After she left, Phoebe hurriedly recanted her reasons for seeking him out. “Mr. Normandy, I come to

you. You must

already aware of her circumstances. He smiled and said reassuringly, “Don't worry, Ms. Davier. I'm well aware

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