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.

pursuing bodyguards chased after Cheyenne, but she moved like a slippery eel. With a graceful leap, she jumped over the

were fluid and precise, her outstretched arms resembling a dancing swan, a sight

chorus of astonished gasps filled

using the power of her arms and the momentum of her body to change direction. Her

floor, his wig falling off as he ran. The

running, but they

this moment, the strap of the red dress broke,

in front of everyone

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

snapped her fingers at

quickly took out a lighter

curve 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 fair- skinned

under the table and slowly moved out while no one

faces drastically and ended their conversation abruptly. Mr. King was caught off guard by Uncle’s

go take care of it

looked down from third floor level; locking onto that boy at the exit with disbelief!

to catch him! Skin him alive, beat him up badly, then throw him into

glanced at Reece before shouting sternly, “Run fast!” Reece sprinted towards the exit with all speed possible when Cheyenne suddenly lit the lighter in her hand, and the blue flame flickered before the eyes

warm yellow flame while outer layer was blue

highest temperature is not external

hand, fingers gracefully

her rose-like lips brightly, hurling

Metal hit the ground…

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