Chapter 374
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Chapter 374

The phone rang a couple of times before Kane picked up, his voice gruff and impatient. “What’s the deal, Williams? We’ve been waiting for hours. You finally got something, or are we still sitting around?”

Williams, leaning casually outside against the wall of Mr. Sterling’s mansion kept his voice low, steady and calm. “Kane, something just came up, and it’s big. Listen carefully. My informants just told me Jack and his crew kidnapped the son of a top-tier entrepreneur—a big shot. This kid isn’t just any target; he’s got a rich father willing to pay anything to get him back.”

Kane’s tone sharpened immediately, laced with anticipation. “That bastard. Where is he? And how do we get to him? I’ve been itching to teach him a lesson.”

“Calm down,” Williams interjected firmly. “We’re not taking out Jack. Not yet. He’s our link to Scarface, and we need Scarface more than we need revenge. The kid they’ve got? That boy is our top priority, we must rescue him too at all cost.”

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