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.”

Clifford maintained his

and his pride with steadfast commitment. Therefore, he would not have so

such an audacious request, how would he be able to

silence before Clifford chose

my memory still serves, the commander-in-chief of that region is

“Yes, Sir.”

to tell Vadim that he is to keep her

“Yes, Sir.”

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

moment Phoebe and her party disembarked, they were picked up by a group of

they found themselves being escorted to General Normandy's residence in

Normandy is a

black trousers and leather shoes. Despite his

a group of his most trusted aid. All

who had just seen her last hope. “Mr. Normandy!” she said

said, “Greetings,

Now please, hurry inside.”

the

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

beg of you. You must

circumstances. He smiled and said

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