Chapter one hundred and thirteen.

"You can't threaten someone who's already died before," Marcus retorted, his voice firm and defiant.

The Tycoon Lord let out a bitter laugh, a cold, mirthless sound. "You don't know who you are messing with," he muttered, his voice dripping with venom. With that, he ended the call, leaving Marcus seething.

Marcus let out a hiss of frustration, he walked to his room, slamming the door behind him and began pacing around the room, his mind racing with thoughts and doubts. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.

"Come in," he said, his voice curt.

Katherine nodded and entered, her eyes locked on Marcus. "Should I activate the necklace?" she asked, her voice low and urgent.

Marcus rubbed the back of his neck, his expression conflicted. "I don't know. I'm confused. What if these people no longer have the same loyalty to T-Force?" he said, his voice laced with uncertainty.

The room fell silent, the weight of Marcus's doubts hanging heavy in the air. Katherine's eyes narrowed, her mind work