Chapter 169: Set a Fire

The rule was that if the mission failed, one had to commit suicide as an apology. This time, the master showed mercy and spared Aidan’s life, which was unexpected.

The old man didn’t show much emotion when he heard the news. But when he brought up another matter, a hint of anger crept into his voice. “Did she notice anything suspicious?”

“Well…” Mr. King didn’t dare answer. He wasn’t on site and wasn’t sure what that woman had discovered.

“She probably didn’t. Aidan never leaves any evidence behind. Just let him stay in the hospital for now and not go anywhere else.”

The reply was unsatisfactory but at least Uncle wasn’t as angry anymore.

Outside the door, Cheyenne held a tray and listened intently to what was being said inside. She couldn’t hear everything clearly but caught snippets like “Uncle”, “Aidan”, and “drug trial”.

What did it all mean? What were they researching?

Her intuition told her that this wasn’t good news at all. However, just as she leaned closer to listen better, the guards on the second floor staircase noticed her presence.

“Damn it! Who let her in?”

“Get her!”

Cheyenne turned back, shooting an angry glare at them. It was always the worst time for interruptions. She sighed in annoyance, picked up the wine bottle from the tray, and swung it forcefully. The exquisite Bordeaux wine, worth ten thousand dollars a bottle, was wasted.

Cheyenne, but she moved like a slippery eel. With a graceful leap, she

outstretched arms resembling a dancing swan, a sight too beautiful

astonished gasps filled

midst of her rapid descent, seized it. In mid-air, she performed a 360- degree spin, using the power of her arms and the momentum of her body to change direction. Her gaze locked onto a table on the first floor. Her body swung outward, and as

the exit on the first floor, his wig falling off as he ran.

heels weren’t convenient for running, but they became his

the red

he appeared in front

that of a delicate lady just now. If it weren’t for the situation being wrong, Cheyenne

snapped her

and quickly took out a lighter

in mid-air as countless eyes watched that small and exquisite lighter pass through the wide hall from that man’s hand before finally landing on a

the table and slowly moved out while no one noticed him. While everyone was distracted,

their conversation abruptly. Mr. King was caught off guard by Uncle’s two slaps on his face. “What are you doing? You actually let an

sorry. I’ll go

locking onto that boy at the exit with disbelief! How dare such an undeveloped boy

ordered, “Get someone to catch him! Skin him alive, beat him up badly, then throw him into sea to

of besiege while Cheyenne glanced at Reece before shouting sternly, “Run fast!” Reece sprinted towards the exit with

between was warm yellow flame while

temperature is not external

stretched out her slender hand, fingers gracefully

Cheyenne curled her rose-like lips brightly,

Metal hit the ground…

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