Chapter 739 The Blonde Deception

Janie’s face flushed crimson at the mere utterance of that sentence while Benjamin lowered his head, embarrassed.

Waylon retrieved a packet of medicine from his pocket containing only one solitary pill.

“Once you take this, you’ll be fine. After that, have the doctor evaluate you, and you should be able to leave the hospital.”

Having taken the pill. Benjamin passed it to Janie and went on to prepare a glass of warm water for her.

Janie crushed the pill between her teeth before swallowing it.

Waylon spoke softly to her, “I trust you to keep this a secret for me, alright?”

With a reassuring smile and a nod, Janie responded, “I understand, Mr. Waylon. Don’t worry.”

Once Abel and Waylon departed, Benjamin requested the doctor to reexamine Janic.

All of Janie’s vital signs showed no abnormalities, leaving the doctor perplexed, yet no questions were raised, and so Janie was cleared for release from the hospital just like that.

Stealthily, under the cloak of night, Osea’s mercenaries and their arsenals made their clandestine arrival at midnight.

The mercenaries and their arsenal gathered in the basement of The Precipice.

Palace–he displayed the floor plan of the Imperial

is Section G, a heavily guarded location within the Imperial Palace. The top floor contains the living quarters of the club owner. Emmeline was previously held captive in this area, but our current intel is limited. You must know that the Imperial Palace

patrons, our actions must be swift and precise while ensuring the safety of innocent bystanders. Any unnecessary involvement of civilians must be avoided at all costs. If the police are alerted and dispatched, the situation

to infiltrate the Imperial Palace and gather intelligence on the target’s whereabouts prior to taking any further steps. This will enable us to plan and execute

to conduct the reconnaissance?” Benjamin inquired. -Tll handle it,” Abel asserted. “I am well–acquainted with the layouts of the Imperial

it may not be wise for you to take on the task, Abel. Who on earth in Struyria does

if my cover is blown, it would be less

laugh. “A man disguised as a woman? Abel, you’re over six feet tall!”

and added, “This

about I go instead?” Benjamin

you compared to me, barely over six

was left speechless by

Waylon, who happened to be the same height as

stood nearby. The

had a sudden burst of inspiration. “I can transform myself into a blonde!” he exclaimed. “A blonde supermodel, to be

you certainly have the height for it,” Benjamin remarked, “At six feet, you’re

stated, “Let’s just make do with that. Frankly, I’d feel uneasy about assigning this task to someone

breaks, find a makeup artist who can assist me with

in touch with a tailor specializing in custom–made clothing and placed an urgent overnight order for a long dress tailored

the makeup artist arrived

custom–made long dress was also

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