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

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

such an

both stood in silence before Clifford chose

my memory still serves, the

“Yes, Sir.”

Vadim that he is to keep her alive. No

“Yes, Sir.”

and the two fighter jets from the Channing base had made a successful landing in the Alberesque

and her party disembarked, they

being escorted to General Normandy's residence in

Normandy is

man was of impressive stature. He wore a short-sleeved shirt with black trousers and leather shoes. Despite his obvious beer belly,

group of his most trusted aid. All of them had chosen to welcome

the air of a person who had just

chuckled and said, “Greetings,

Now please, hurry inside.”

the host and his guests made

Phoebe hurriedly recanted her reasons for seeking him out. “Mr.

beg of you.

and said reassuringly, “Don't worry, Ms. Davier.

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