CHAPTER 38

Philip’s face contorted in frustration, but the presence of another witness threw him off. He lowered the gun slightly, glancing between Stacey and Adam. “Who the hell are you?”

Stacey smiled faintly. “Someone you don’t want to mess with.”

Adam tilted his head, amused. “Perfect timing.”

Stacey gave a small nod toward Adam. “Lord Adam. Let’s get out of here. You’ve wasted enough time on these fools.”

Philip scowled, his grip tightening on the gun again. “I don’t think so. He’s coming with me.”

Stacey’s expression didn’t change. “I suggest you rethink that.” Her tone was smooth, almost too polite, but the warning beneath it was unmistakable.

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Stacey reached into her jacket and calmly pulled out a sleek black ID card, flipping it open for Philip to see.

Philip's heart skipped a beat as his eyes scanned the insignia. It was the mark of the Supreme General’s office. His blood ran cold as he realized what that meant. The elegant woman standing before him was the assistant to the most pow
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