Chapter 2436

As the time for the press conference drew closer, Ryan escorted Dr. Wagner out of the villa to Justin's car.

"Justin, let me go with you. I'm worried," Ryan said, lowering his gaze to Justin's calm yet somber face who was seated in the back of the car. His concern was visible on his face. Justin's cold gaze was resolute. "No need, Ryan. You've already helped me enough. It ends here."

If Ryan continued to help, he would inevitably be dragged into the mess. Despite his inability to articulate many emotions clearly, Justin deeply valued their two decades of brotherhood and friendship. Ryan had finally found happiness with Carrie, and Justin wouldn't be the one to shatter their peace.

"Ian, no matter what happens, call me first!" Ryan instructed, knowing full well how stubborn Justin could be.

"Don't worry, Chairman Hoffman!" lan readily agreed.

Dr. Wagner climbed into the car, taking a seat next to Justin in the back. Trailing behind them was another vehicle with a few of Justin's trusted men.

Two cars sped away in tandem, leaving Ryan standing in place, watching their departure with a growing sense of unease.

The luxury car raced toward the Salvador Hotel.

"Mr. Justin... Am I going to die?" Dr. Wagner stammered, trembling.

Justin's expression remained impassive. "Why are you asking that?"

"I betrayed Mr. Grant and completely offended him... He's already tried to have me killed once. How could I possibly survive this?" Dr. Wagner clutched his head in despair, certain his days were numbered. Justin's face betrayed no sympathy, but he had no intention of letting Dr. Wagner die either.

"Don't worry-"

finish, a deafening explosion

terror, immediately

darkened as he turned to

air before crashing heavily

the cinematic-level chaos, lan stammered, "President Salvador,

Don't stop!" Justin barked, his voice hoarse

their men-it was about survival. Justin knew that stopping would only guarantee a

down the road, but

Watch out!" Justin's sharp eyes caught the danger

lan failed to notice a large truck speeding straight toward them from

was imminent-collision

left. The Maybach swerved into a narrow

black car that had

lan, drenched in cold sweat, felt an odd sense of exhilaration. "If I ever have kids, I'm telling them

Wagner snapped, "Don't get cocky, Mr. Harris! If Mr. Salvador

emerged, blocking the narrow alley ahead. Clearly, it was part of the

do now?" lan

seemed to dance in his pupils as he commanded, "Don't

not dare use firearms in broad

them through the countless surveillance cameras nearby. Their enemies

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