The room was permeated with the smell of gas as Frankie took a sip of hot tea and lit a cigarette, placing it between his lips.The man standing beside him frowned. "Are you trying to take me down with you?"Frankie fell silent, then spoke. "Don't worry. As long as you promise to spare my wife and child, I'll comply with your wishes."To avoid unnecessary trouble, the stubbled man wanted Frankie to take his own life. That way, there would be no traces leading back to them. Frankie understood their intentions.The man nodded and left without saying more.As soon as he reached the bottom of the building, a loud explosion echoed from above. Evidently, Frankie's home had exploded. His steps hesitated briefly before he disappeared into the night.Little did he know that someone else had their eyes on him as he left the residential area. The people brought by Ruth were also watching Frankie, aware of the man entering Frankie's home.Frankie's tragic fate was inevitable. The Crimson Or
Unbeknownst to him, Eric was a formidable martial artist. Moreover, skilled individuals from the Combat Department and elite guards, including Vince and Matthew, surrounded him.Eliminating Eric would prove to be no easy task.-As the workday concluded, Sylvia, unlike the others, had to put in extra hours due to the Innova Group's overseas market expansion.It was well past 10:00 pm.. when they finally departed from the Innova Group and headed back to their house.Situated in the affluent area of Salt City, the Rosewood Estate saw fewer people around 10:00 pm. Even the security guards in the guardhouse were dozing off.The sky was dark, and the dimly lit streets added an eerie atmosphere.Upon parking the car, Eric and Sylvia commenced their journey home. A few steps into their walk, Eric abruptly halted."What's wrong?" Sylvia asked."There's someone here," Eric replied in a low tone.The underground parking lot was dimly lit and hinted at the presence of other individuals.
When the assassin struggled to rise, he felt an intense pain in his chest. Lowering his head, he noticed Eric had broken his ribcage with a punch.Fear filled his eyes. The intelligence from the Crimson Order failed to mention Eric's combat skills, emphasizing only his role in the Innova Group's technology.This oversight proved costly, incapacitating the assassin with a single punch.With the Combat Department present, escape became a luxury. The two members of the Combat Department took the assassin away.Sylvia said, "It seems Ruth was right. The people behind Frankie really want revenge."Unbeknownst to Sylvia, eliminating them was part of the Crimson Order's plan from the beginning."Don't worry," Eric said. "The Combat Department is tracking their movements. When the time is right, they'll apprehend them."Despite that, Eric couldn't shake the feeling of being drawn into a dangerous situation that could endanger Sylvia.Sylvia nodded. She and Eric were skilled in martial
In the Combat Department's vast hierarchy, there were only two Lieutenant Generals, and those who could secure such a position were undeniably extraordinary.Even the stubbled man sensed the challenging nature of the situation.Apart from the prospect of Ruth bringing formidable fighters to Salt City, uncertainty surrounded her current whereabouts, raising the question of how to ensure her presence in the city. Additionally, the stubbled man lacked the nerve to confront Ruth directly."What's our plan?" one of them inquired, acknowledging the lack of confidence in facing Ruth head-on.The stubbled man sighed. "I'll make another call. Dealing with someone as formidable as Ruth on our own is impossible."He harbored the belief that the Crimson Order would dispatch more reinforcements.After the call, he exhaled and announced, "Good news! Shadow will personally oversee this operation!""Thank goodness!" they exclaimed, fists clenched. "With Shadow in Salt City, we will surely acc
At Salt City.Eric was peacefully asleep when an abrupt phone call woke him up. Glancing at the caller ID indicating King City, he hesitated to answer.However, after just a few seconds of contemplation, his phone rang again."Just answer it," Sylvia murmured. "It might be something urgent."Eric reluctantly picked up, only to be greeted by a voice that left him annoyed."Are you asleep? Do you want some late-night snacks?" Ruth said."It's almost dawn, and you're asking me if I want late-night snacks? Why not ask if I want breakfast?" Eric responded, baffled by Ruth's peculiar timing.Encountering someone like Ruth, who stayed up late and offered late-night snacks, left Eric wondering if she had no better things to do.Ruth was undeterred. "So, do you want breakfast?"Eric was momentarily at a loss for words before he finally said, "If you don't have anything urgent, I'll hang up. I have to get up for work soon.""You're still thinking about work?" Ruth retorted. "There's so
Eric rubbed his nose and remarked, "I don't know much about Shadow, and I haven't fought with him, so I dare not guarantee anything. If he's on par with your mentor, I think I can hold my own against him to some extent.""That won't do." Ruth sneered. "My mentor suggested we keep Shadow in Salt City, preferably eliminating him directly!"Eric frowned. He never dared to guarantee such things. The more he learned, the more he realized his shortcomings. If Shadow was on par with Pierce, he would be a legend. Faced with someone of such caliber, he had no absolute certainty of winning."Better call your mentor here," Eric said, concerned. "Playing with fire is self-destructive. I can't guarantee that I can deal with Shadow. Moreover, based on the intel, when Shadow deals with you, he may also take the opportunity to target me and my wife. By then, I can only protect my wife, not you."Upon hearing that, Sylvia couldn't help but laugh. She believed Eric could protect her, but adding Ruth
Sylvia harbored a suspicion about her body. Why, despite her desire for children, had she not conceived in over a year?Her love for children wasn't just altruistic—she had invested significant funds in establishing and supporting orphanages.Eric had conducted a health check, assuring her that her body was in good condition. He attempted to comfort her and offered, "Maybe the right time hasn't come yet."Although Sylvia nodded, recognizing Eric's attempt at reassurance, the question lingered—what could they do?Their busy lives left them only with the emptiness and quietude that greeted them upon returning home. Yet, neither felt a pressing urgency to expand their family.-Early each morning, after breakfast, they headed to the Innova Group.Meanwhile, Ruth returned to her residence and tried to steal a moment for a brief nap.However, the latest information prevented her from finding rest. The elusive Shadow from the Crimson Order had arrived in Salt City, but after enteri
Michael had a square face and wore an expensive suit, exuding an aura of dignity that clearly indicated his familiarity with high positions.Even Andy felt a bit uneasy. If someone claimed Michael was the CEO of an international company, Andy would believe it.On the other hand, Sylvia and Eric remained calm.Sylvia was born into a wealthy family and the former CEO of Williams Corp. Naturally, she had encountered all kinds of extraordinary people. As for Eric, he had met a myriad of individuals.The three of them sat down, and an assistant brought coffee while placing a copy of information about Michael in front of each. They had already read his details and didn't need to review them again.Sylvia said, "Mr. Otega, we've reviewed your impressive resume. You should know that our executive salaries are not as high as those of international companies. Why choose the Innova Group?"Eric and Andy were also curious. Straightforward questions could simplify the interview process.Mich