The Billionaire's Supremacy

Part 157

But the guard shook his head, defiance rising in his eyes. "Even if you don't kill me, the Petrovichs will. You better kill me now, at least I can die without being tortured."

"I have an offer for you," Edward replied, "If you help me, I'll ensure your escape from this mess. $500 million can buy you a new identity, a fresh start far away from all of this."

The guard was taken aback by the offer, and his eyes widened in surprise. The proposition appeared incredibly alluring, but he couldn't immediately accept it as true. In his eyes, the man standing in front of him seemed nothing more than a hitman. How could he possibly have that kind of money?

The guard hesitated, torn between the terror of the Petrovichs and the glimmer of hope that Edward's offer provided. Finally, he nodded, swallowing his doubt.

"Fine," he muttered. "I'll help you, but you'd better keep your word."

Edward nodded grimly. "Lead the way."

"Wait!" the guard interrupted, his voice shaky. "Before we go, you need to ch