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.

moved like a slippery eel. With a graceful leap, she jumped over the railing, plummeting from the third

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

chorus of astonished

spin, using the power of her arms and the momentum of her body to change direction. Her gaze locked onto a table on the

his wig falling off as he ran. The two large falsies stuffed in his chest

running, but they became his

strap of the red dress broke, revealing his

in front

now. If it weren’t for the situation being wrong, Cheyenne would really

her fingers

quickly took out a lighter from his bag. “Take it!” he shouted

small and exquisite lighter pass through the wide hall from that man’s

one noticed

finally received news changed their faces drastically and ended their conversation abruptly. Mr. King was caught off guard by Uncle’s two slaps on his face. “What are you

I’m sorry. I’ll go

from third floor level; locking onto that boy at the exit with disbelief! How dare such an

to catch him! Skin him alive, beat him

Cheyenne glanced at Reece before shouting sternly, “Run fast!” Reece sprinted towards the exit with all speed possible

flame while outer

the highest temperature is not external flame but

gracefully dancing through the flames

second, Cheyenne curled her rose-like lips

Metal hit the ground…

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