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Yvette stepped out of the bathroom, and Jeremiah, who had been sitting in a chair on the phone, immediately focused his gaze on her as she appeared.
As Yvette reached for a towel to dry her hair, Jeremiah stretched out his hand from behind her, taking the towel from her
grasp.
Jeremiah wrapped his arms around her waist, his thin and neatly ironed white shirt casually unbuttoned at the collar, outlining his tall figure. His legs were long and straight beneath him.
He sighed softly and said, “Let me do it for you.”
Yvette turned to face him, raising an eyebrow, her eyes sparkling with playful irreverence. “Okay.”
Jeremiah ran his fingers through her soft hair. As his gaze accidentally fell on the small scar on her left little finger, he paused for a moment. His voice turned serious as he asked, “How did you get this scar?”
Yvette tilted her head slightly, tugging at his collar as she tilted her head back with moist eyes. Unconcerned, she replied, “When I was seven, they threw me into a Colosseum. A wolf bit me, but I chopped off its head with my own hands.”
Jeremiah’s hand, holding the towel, suddenly tightened, and a flicker of anger flashed in his eyes. “Which colosseum? Who did this to you?”
Yvette inhaled softly and her voice remained as cool and calm as ever. “I killed the person and burned the colosseum.” Jeremiah’s murderous intent gradually subsided as he stared at Yvette. His eyes filled with affection. He reached out, pulled her by the back of her neck, intertwined his fingers in her hair, and kissed her deeply. His broad, solid frame enveloped her completely.
In the dark, he kissed Yvette to try to warm up her cold lips. Having nowhere to retreat, she lifted her gaze to meet his and leaned in to kiss him back.
Jeremiah’s body stiffened for a moment. He picked her up and pressed her against the column behind them. Then he bent down again, claiming her lips in another fierce kiss. Their lips met, breaths mingled, eyes closed in the shared moment.
In the middle of the night, Jeremiah suddenly woke up. Looking down at Yvette in his arms, he placed a soft kiss on her temple, holding her tightly. His expression was filled with complexity.
He couldn’t help wondering how much danger she had faced throughout her life to reach where she was today. He couldn’t bear to think about it because the thought alone made his heart ache.
The next day, Yvette returned to school with Andrew and Bonnie. Andrew went to the library for his shift, and Bonnie headed to class.
Yvette went directly to Simon’s office. Simon, sitting comfortably in his chair, had become accustomed to Yvette’s laid–back demeanor. Her request for time off didn’t faze him much. After all, it had been a challenge just to get her back for a test.
Simon asked, “How long do you plan on taking off this time? Is it okay to ask where you’re headed?”
Simon’s inquiry wasn’t to pry into Yvette’s personal business. He was just showing his care for her. After all, James from Betrico called him regularly to ask about Yvette’s whereabouts. It wouldn’t do for him to be completely in the dark.
Yvette lifted her gaze, her fine eyebrows arched slightly as she replied coolly, “I’m heading to Voraxia, but I’m.not sure when.”
Simon spat out his tea, spraying it all over the table as he began coughing uncontrollably.
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Simon stared at Yvette disbelief. “What did you say? Are you going to Voraxia? You, a girl, going there? It’s too dangerous.”
Yvette glanced at Simon, her tone indifferent as she replied, “I’ll be going with Jeremiali.
Simon froze. He thought, ‘Is this the point? The problem isn’t that you’re going with Jeremiah, but that you’re heading to one of the most dangerous areas in the world. You could die there.
Simon shook his head disapprovingly, his tone earnest. “Even if you’re going with Jeremiah, it’s still dangerous, Yvette. Can’t you reconsider? What could be so important that you need to go to such a place?”
Yvette responded slowly to Simon who looked worried, “It’s about a case, Mr. Sunderland, and I have to go.
Simon looked at Yvette in silence, then let out a resigned sigh. He knew her well enough to understand that there was no stopping her. He thought that if James learned that, he would probably be worried about Yvette.
As Yvette prepared to leave, she added, “Please don’t tell anyone in Betrico.”
Simon paused for a moment before nodding. That was exactly what he was thinking.
Simon escorted Yvette to the school gate, and along the way, they encountered many students who greeted them warmly.
Simon’s approachable nature was well–known on campus, which made the students treat him with great respect. As soon as they saw Yvette with him, they were even more excited, eagerly coming up to greet her one by one.
Simon glanced at Yvette, noticing that her presence seemed to be drawing more attention than his. Usually, it wasn’t this lively around him.
At the school gate, Simon couldn’t help but keep giving Yvette reminders, urging her to be cautious and stay safe.
Yvette stood quietly, listening attentively to Simon’s advice without a hint of impatience. It wasn’t until Jeremiah arrived to pick her up that Simon finally stopped talking.
With a polite smile, Yvette said, “Goodbye, Mr. Sunderland.”
Simon waved his hand, watching her get into the car. It wasn’t until the car had driven far away that he turned to leave.
He thought, ‘Yvette is no ordinary person. How could a place like Argrol University hold her back?‘ He had a feeling that the trip to Voraxia might be the catalyst for her to do something truly earth–shattering.
Once Yvette got into the car, she noticed Jeremiah sitting in the backseat and asked casually, “What are we having for dinner today?”
Jeremiah gave her fingers a gentle squeeze, a hint
amusement flickering in his eyes.
Emmett, who had been listening to their conversation, couldn’t help but get excited. After all, the meals that Jeremiah made were absolutely delicious.
Turning to Emmett, Jeremiah instantly resumed his usual cold demeanor and said in a low voice, “Let’s head to the supermarket.”
Emmett immediately pressed the accelerator, speeding towards the supermarket, his eagerness palpable.
Emmett and Jeremiah were greeted warmly by the vegetable vendors as soon as they stepped into the supermarket. Jeremiah looked at the bags of vegetables in his hands, noticing that they had received more than they had actually bought. What was even more ridiculous was that one of the vendors asked if Jeremiah had a girlfriend and whether he would be interested in becoming a son–in–law. She said that if he was interested, she would even buy him a villa.
Emmett was stunned, thinking, ‘Are the vendors so rich these days?‘ He suddenly recalled a saying that had circulated
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internationally–it wasn’t capitalists who took down Walos Street but rather, the middle–aged women from Clusia.
Now, Emmett finally understood what that saying meant. He thought, ‘Look at Jeremiah! Those women are offering him a villa just to try to make him their son–in–law. When would I ever get such a good opportunity? I wish I was as handsome av him!‘
As Emmett went back to the villa and carried the bags of vegetables inside, he bumped into Samantha, who was coming down the stairs.
Samantha’s eyes immediately lit up when she saw the vegetables in Emmett’s hands. After all, Jeremiah’s cooking was so amazing, and it was better than a five–star chef’s.
In a flash, Samantha ran down the stairs. “What’s going on, Emmett? Is Jeremiah cooking again?” She couldn’t believe what she saw.
Emmett nodded. “Yeah, Yvette asked Jeremiah to cook again tonight.”
Samantha happily nodded. She had known all along that following Yvette meant enjoying a feast every day.
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The next day, Yvette, Jeremiali, and the others boarded their private jet and flew directly to Taos, Fhongsoly. As soon as they stepped out of the airport, their appearance immediately drew crowd, making them the absolute center of attention.
Not far from the airport, Eagle King was wearing blue slippers, shorts, and a green tank top. He had a cigarette in his mouth, but when he saw Yvette come out, his eyes lit up. He tossed the garette away and ran over. “Hey, Boss!”
Samantha watched as Eagle King sprinted over and took off his sunglasses. ‘Yvette mentioned on the plane that a friend would come to pick them up. It can’t be this rugged guy, right?‘ Samantha thought.
When Eagle King reached them, he didn’t waste any time and gave Yvette a big hug. “Boss, you finally made it. I was about to start growing grass waiting for you,” he said with a broad grin.
Eagle King had arrived the day before. When Jeremiah saw Eagle King’s actions, his gaze deepened, and a sharp glint appeared in his eyes.
Eagle King suddenly felt a faint aura of killing intent and turned his head to glance at Jeremiah, sizing him up. Then he turned back to Yvette and said, “Boss, is this your man? He’s pretty handsome.”
Hearing this, the cold aura around Jeremiah dissipated. Yvette raised an eyebrow, her eyes still retaining her usual dangerous edge, but her expression remained indifferent. Her voice was cool and clear. “This is Jeremiah, my man. Over there are Emmett, Charles, and Samantha.”
Jeremiah spoke in a deep voice, “Hello, I’m Jeremiah.”
As a killer, Eagle King was most sensitive to the perception of killing intent. He knew that Yvette wouldn’t choose someone who was completely useless. If he hadn’t flattered her just now, he might have gotten a beating. It was too close.
‘But a real man knows when to bend and when to stand firm,’ Eagle King thought. He smiled and said to Jeremiah, “Jeremiah, nice to meet you.” Then he turned to greet Emmett and the others,
“Hey there, I’m Eagle King. I’ve been with the boss for many years. The boss’s friends are my friends.”
Emmett looked at Eagle King and felt a sense of familiarity as if he had seen him somewhere before. Charles’s face froze when he heard Eagle King’s name. He thought, ‘Eagle King? The second–ranked killer on Black Gold. Is it just a coincidence?
‘But what about Flying Fish? Could it really be a coincidence that both names match those of the second and third–ranked killers?‘ Charles fell silent.
Samantha, however, was quite enthusiastic. “Eagle King, your tattoos are really cool.”
Eagle King laughed heartily. “Samantha, you sure have an eye for detail.”
Samantha’s lips twitched. She thought, ‘Why call my name? Can’t he just call me a beautiful lady? What kind of era is he living in?’
Yvette glanced at the chatty Eagle King and said coolly, “To the hotel.” She knew if she didn’t stop him, this talkative guy could chat all night.
Eagle King quickly took the black backpack from Yvette and said cheerfully, “Let’s go, Boss. The hotel is already booked, and I guarantee you be satisfied.”
Jeremiah noticed Eagle King taking the black backpack from Yvette, and Yvette handed it over naturally. This confirmed that the two had a very close relationship.
If they hadn’t gone through life and death together, Yvette, with her temperament, would never have given up her bag so easily. Emmett, Charles, and Samantha also noticed this and exchanged a knowing glance.
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Eagle King was more than just a friend to Yvette; he could be tred. In the car, Eagle King drove, Emmett sat in the passenger seat, and Yvette and Jeremiah were in the back, along with Samantha and Charles.
Fhongsoly wasn’t a bustling city; most of the roads were still dirt and uneven. The bumpy ride made Samantha feel almost nauseous. On both sides of the road, various vendors set up their stalls. Due to the climate, most people here had darker skin.
While driving, Eagle King grumbled, “Voraxia hasn’t been peaceful lately. There are riots every few days. Yesterday, there was a gunfight on this road, and many people died. The government spent the whole night collecting bodies.
Samantha, trying to suppress her nausea, asked curiously, “Eagle King, are they fighting over territory?”
Eagle King shook his head. “That’s one reason, but it’s also about the shares of drugs and weapons. Every drug lord in this area wants a bigger piece of the pic. How do they divide it?
“People here don’t negotiate civilly; they settle things with their fists. The one with the stronger fist gets more say and a larger share.”
The law of the jungle was vividly demonstrated in Voraxia. Emmett turned his head and said in a deep voice, “What’s behind the recent unrest? From what I know, this isn’t the time when the drug lords usually fight over territory.
Eagle King’s hand paused on the steering wheel as he glanced at Samantha. “Emmett, you did your homework. You’re right; this isn’t the time when the drug lords usually fight over territory in Voraxia.
“Howeyer, a major drug lord has emerged in the past two years. Her people are completely loyal to her, so her territory has expanded rapidly. Recently, she’s been the one stirring up trouble, disrupting life here.”
Samantha listened with wide eyes. Yvette watched the passersby on the road, propping her chin up with her hand. Her fair face showed no emotion as she raised her eyes and said casually, “Does this person go by the last name Miller?”
Eagle King nodded; his face full of surprise. “Boss, you’re a genius! How did you know she goes by Miller? The locals call her Ms. Miller. She’s a female drug lord.
“Honestly, for a woman to establish herself and gain such power in Voraxia, regardless of her methods, she’s quite impressive.”
Jeremiah’s eyes flickered. He thought, ‘It seems the Mr. Miller we’re looking for is likely this Ms. Miller.‘
Charles added, “We came here specifically for Ms. Miller. She might be the person we’re looking for.”
Eagle King’s interest was piqued. He knew they weren’t here for a vacation in this godforsaken place. They were after Ms. Miller. But it seemed they already had some information.
In Voraxia, if Yvette said a word, even ghosts would kneel to listen. Eagle King stole a glance at Yvette, who had her eyes lowered, and his thoughts raced. Even now, the boss was keeping her cards close to her chest.
‘If we went straight to that man, wouldn’t Ms. Miller or anyone else have to come forward obediently?‘ Eagle King thought. He didn’t dare speak up. If the boss wanted to play it her way, he didn’t want to ruin her fun.
Eagle King nodded. “I have some information on Ms. Miller. Once we get to the hotel, you can take a look and see if she’s the person you’re looking for.”
They arrived at the largest hotel in Fhongsoly. Although it was called the largest, it was far from being a true five–star hotel.
Eagle King said, “The rooms are all booked. Five presidential suites. Conditions here are a bit tough, but this is the best we have.”
Samantha looked at the hotel’s sign and thought, ‘Well, it certainly has its own ethnic charm, but it’s pretty run–down. It’s hard to imagine what the worst hotels here must be like.‘
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Fortunately, once they entered their rooms, they found the interiors much better. All the necessary facilities were there, and the space was decent. After unpacking their luggage, they gathered in Yvette’s room.
Emmett, Charles, and Samantha saw the various Clusian snacks on the table and knew exactly who they were for. Eagle King picked up a freshly washed apple and took a bite. Samantha said “Eagle King, you’re quite thoughtful. These Clusian snacks
are all Yvette’s favorites.”
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Eagle King shook his head. He had arrived early and had already raten his fill, so he was quite full Samantha, these snacks weren’t bought by me. Jeremiah went out and bought them just ow
Samantha understood immediately upon hearing that Jeremiah had bought the snacks. ‘Showing affection is definitely Jeremiah’s forte, she thought.
Eagle King watched Yvette cating and Jeremiah pouring her juice, letting out a couple of “tsk” sounds. Even the toughest men soften up in front of the boss. The man who can win Yvette heart must have some serious skills. he thought.
After dinner, the group gathered around. It was getting late, and Yvette was nestled on the sofa with Jeremiah serving as her personal human pillow. Except for the occasional curious glance from Eagle King, the others were quite calm, having seen
worse.
Emmett, Charles, and Samantha each held a detailed dossier on the major drug lords in Voraxia. The information was so thorough that it left Charles and the others impressed. Eagle King didn’t seem like the type to be so meticulous.
Eagle King, noticing their skeptical looks, felt frustrated but couldn’t say anything. “These dossiers cost me 1.5 million dollars on Black Gold. How could they not be detailed?‘ he thought.
Charles put down the dossier. “So, there are three major drug lords in Voraxia, controlling the majority of the drug market. Ms. Miller emerged four years ago and became a powerful drug lord in just a few short years.”
Emmett glanced at the section on Ms. Miller’s hobbies and personality, his mouth twitching slightly, and his face showed a hint of surprise. ‘Prefers women?‘ Samantha asked, “Are you sure about her hobbies?”
To be honest, Eagle King hadn’t thoroughly read the dossier when he received it; he wasn’t particularly interested in the details of the drug lords. Hearing Emmett’s question, he picked up the dossier and took a closer look, finally understanding why Emmett was asking.
Eagle King was certain that all the information in the dossier was accurate. No one would dare lie to him unless they wanted to die.
Eagle King nodded. “It’s true. The information is spot–on. She prefers women, beautiful women.”
Everyone fell silent. They had never encountered anything like this before. They had imagined ten thousand scenarios, but they hadn’t expected Ms. Miller to have such unusual preferences. This was going to be difficult.
Yvette lifted her eyes, her delicate eyebrows arching slightly. She lightly traced the rim of her coffee cup and said nonchalantly, “Interesting.”
Jeremiah’s hand tightened around her waist. He hadn’t forgotten that his rival had reached a level beyond human, becoming a bug. His breath was warm as he whispered, “Do you find her interesting? Or do I?”
Yvette looked up at him. “Don’t compare everyone to yourself.”
Jeremiah laughed. Yvette always managed to leave him speechless with just one sentence.
Samantha lowered her head and reviewed the dossier from beginning to end, making sure she hadn’t missed anything. Puzzled, she asked, “Eagle King, the dossier has photos of the other three major drug lords, but why is there no photo of Ms. Miller?”
Eagle King explained, “Samantha, Ms. Miller rarely shows her face. Whenever she does, she wears a mask. So, only her closest confidants have seen her true appearance.”
Samantha was troubled. They knew it was a woman, but now they faced another challenge; knowing it was a woman but not knowing what she looked like. It felt like they had taken a step forward but were still stuck in the same place.
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Eagle King, noticing the expressions on their faces, paused and continued, “Actually, I heard from a local friend that Ms. Miller goes to Cobalt Blue Bar on this street every Thursday.
“But this is just a rumor. Eighty percent of it is hearsay, and twenty percent is credible. Who knows?”
Yvette, lounging on the sofa, leaned back lazily, a hint of defiance in her eyes. She said slowly. “We’ll go to Cobalt Blue Bar the day after tomorrow.” The others nodded in agreement.
Since it was a rumor, there had to be some basis for it. Whether it was true or not, they would only know by going there. Thus, they decided to visit the bar the day after tomorrow. They chatted a bit more and then dispersed.
Eagle King, seeing everyone leave, lingered and didn’t move. Jeremiah, noticing this, knew the two had something to discuss. He said to Yvette, “I’ll be back in a bit.”
Yvette played with the game in her hands, glanced at Eagle King and then said to Jeremiah, “Hmm.”
After Jeremiah left the room, Eagle King hesitated for a moment before speaking. “Boss, since you’re investigating Ms. Miller, if you ask that man for help, it will be solved in no time.
“Last time during our vacation in South East Aploth, he was still thinking about you, wondering why you didn’t visit him. He’s become quite formidable now, a little wolf pup who has his people under tight control.
Yvette didn’t stop playing the game. Just as Eagle King finished speaking, she completed a level. She put down the game, pursed her lips, and her gaze fell on Eagle King. She tilted her head, her eyes dark and intense.
Eagle King quickly strain his posture, sitting as rigidly as a schoolboy. He wasn’t afraid of Yvette talking a lot; he was
terrified of her staring at him without saying a word. It was bone–chilling, making it hard to breathe.
Yvette averted her gaze, her clear eyes cold and distant. She said nonchalantly, “No need. He has his own path and doesn’t need to be involved in this.”
Eagle King understood immediately that asking that man for help was out of the question.
Yvette raised an eyebrow, looking at Eagle King seriously. “Hmm Don’t you trust me?”
Eagle King shook his head wildly. ‘No way,‘ he thought. ‘Even if I don’t trust anyone in this world, I wouldn’t doubt the boss It’s just that I think there might be a shortcut.
‘If the boss doesn’t want to take it, then fine. They’re just minor drug lords; it’ll just take a bit more effort.’
“Boss, don’t scare me like that. If I can’t trust you, who can I trust Let’s do it your way. I haven’t taken a job in a year, and I’m getting lazy. It’ll be good to stretch my legs a bit,” Eagle King said.
Yvette nodded slightly. “You can go now. Have him come in.”
Eagle King’s heart sank. “The boss clearly favored her man over her friends, he thought.
Jeremiah re–entered the room and saw Yvette propped up on her elbow, swinging her feet. He said in a deep voice, “Wanna take a shower together?”
Yvette stretched out her hand, glanced at him, raised an eyebrow and curled the corner of her lip. “Carry me.” Jeremiah, dressed in a restrained casual outfit, strode over with long strides. In the next moment, he scooped her up. Looking at the compliant Yvette in his arms, Jeremiah’s eyebrows curved upward, and he smiled softly. “Don’t beg later,” he whispered.
Yvette looked at him, her smile challenging. “Don’t say you’re tired later.”
In the middle of the night, a gunshot shattered the night tranquility, jolting everyone awake. Yvette and Jeremiah woke up
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Yvette walked to the window. Below the hotel, heavy vehicles line up–about ten of them–and people were continuously streaming out, all wearing black masks and carrying heavy firearms.
Yvette, seeing the scene below, didn’t panic at all. She raised an eyebrow and said with interest, “Looks like we won’t be getting any sleep tonight.”
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Jeremiah said gravely, “They’re organized and disciplined, all armed with heavy machine guns.”
Yvette raised an eyebrow, her expression indifferent. Just as Jeremiah finished speaking, the doorbell rang, followed by urgent knocking.
“Jeremiah, Yvette, something’s wrong.” Jeremiah opened the dog to find Emmett, Charles, and a clearly groggy Samantha. Eagle King emerged from the adjacent room, carrying two large black suitcases, his face stern.
Emmett said solemnly, “Jeremiah, something’s wrong. The lobby is in chaos. Those masked men in black will reach the fifth floor in less than ten minutes.”
Eagle King added, “These are likely members of the notorious local gangs, the Black Shadows and Crimson Blades. They survive by robbing places. This hotel is the best in the area, and anyone staying here has money. They plan to make a big score tonight.”
Jeremiah remained calm, whispering to the group at the door, “Come in, let’s talk inside. Once inside, Yvette sat on the sofa, legs crossed, looking quite relaxed.
“Yvette.”
Yvette said nonchalantly, “take a seat.”
If not for the chaos downstairs, Emmett would have thought nothing was happening, given Yvette’s calm demeanor. Samantha yawned, finally waking up.
Samantha had a feeling this trip to Voraxia wouldn’t be peaceful, but encountering such a thrilling robbery right away was overwhelming. But with Yvette and Jeremiah around, she felt incredibly safe.
Samantha asked, “Just a robbery?”
Eagle King shook his head. “No way, Samantha. In Voraxia, there are no legal restrictions. Robbery, kidnapping, and murder happen all the time.”
Every time she heard such things, Samantha felt immensely grateful to be born in Clusia.
Yvette’s gaze fell on the two black suitcases Eagle King carried. She said calmly, “Everything ready?”
Emmett, Charles, and Samantha didn’t understand what she meant. ‘What was ready?‘ they wondered. Only Jeremiah, looking at the black suitcases, knew what was inside, his eyes revealing understanding.
Eagle King placed the two suitcases on the table and opened them. Both cases were filled with the latest weapons Eldoria, a superpower in arms manufacturing, surpassing even those from Mysonna
from
Emmett and Charles’s eyes lit up with excitement when they saw the sniper rifles. Emmett carefully picked up one of the rifles, his eyes wide with disbelief, gently caressing it.
“Wow, this is the NTW–20 sniper rifle, the latest model from Eldoria. It’s a long–range anti–material rifle, with a total length of 6 feet, weighing 80 pounds, and a 20mm caliber.
It has powerful firepower and unique features from Southtoria. The initial velocity can reach 2362.2 feet/s, and if loaded with high–explosive rounds, it can attack targets within about 2 miles, such as cars, planes, or helicopters,” Emmett said, his voice filled with awe.
Charles also picked up a rifle, examining it closely, his expression serious.
“The Croatian RT20, a 20mm large–caliber sniper rifle with a maximum effective range of 1.9 miles. It can destroy protected
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“This is also a new release from Eldoria this year. Everyone in the underworld gang of Mysonna is vying to get their hands on the first batch. It’s highly sought after,” Charles explained, his tone grave.
The two exchanged a glance. Each of the seven sniper rifles her was the latest model from Eldoria, not yet on the market or even available on the black market.
They wondered, ‘How did Eagle King manage to get his hands on these? Who is he really?”
Jeremiah’s dark, intense gaze never left Yvette. Samantha noticed how agitated Emmett and Charles were, their excitement was almost palpable. While she didn’t fully understand the technical jargon, she could tell these guns were incredibly valuable.
Samantha turned to Eagle King with a grin. “Eagle King, you’re something else. Getting your hands on these rare gems? You’re a real pro!”
Eagle King, seated on the sofa, took a sip of water. He nearly choked on it, quickly waving his hand and stealing a glance at Yvette’s expression. Seeing her indifferent and unconcerned, he finally spoke, “Samantha, I don’t have that kind of pull.”
Samantha laughed, “Eagle King, don’t be modest. If not you, then who else could it be?”
Eagle King, addressing the curious group seriously, said, “I didn’t get these. Yvette did. I only found out after seeing them myself.” Honestly, he could get some of these weapons, but a complete set of the latest models was nearly impossible.
Even if they were available on the market, the price would be astronomical. The real kicker was that these were gifts from the leader of Black Shadows in Eldoria, given to Yvette for free.
All eyes swiveled to Yvette, who was lounging on the sofa in a simple pair of jeans and a black T–shirt, her hair still slightly disheveled from sleep, adding to her allure.
They thought, ‘Eagle King said these were from Yvette. So, Yvette had that much clout in Eldoria? It wasn’t just clout; it was more like having a face that commanded respect beyond measure.’
Eagle King, noticing their stunned expressions, paused before adding, “And they’re free, unlimited.” The room fell into a heavy silence, the tension almost suffocating.
After a moment, Samantha couldn’t hold back her shock. “Free? Do you mean what I think you mean?”
Emmett and Charles were at a loss for words to describe their feelings. Emmett had been getting stabbed in the butt with little knives this time, but it sure opened his eyes.
Emmett now understood that there’s always someone better out there. But it should be that there’s always someone better, and someone as amazing as Yvette. He thought, ‘She’s freaking awesome.
Charles felt the same way. He knew Yvette wasn’t ordinary, but he never imagined her influence and connections had reached Eldoria, a country known for its battle frenzy.
Jeremiah stood with his hands in his pockets, leaning against the wall, his legs–nearly six feet–slightly bent. His gaze was intense. Watching the others‘ reactions, Eagle King realized he had made the right call by speaking up. It wasn’t just him who found it thrilling.
Yvette lifted her striking face and spoke, her voice cool and detached. “Are you going to waste time on trivial matters?”
Her nonchalant tone made Emmett, Charles, and Samantha feel like they were overreacting. Only Yvette could dismiss something like this as a minor detail.
The three of them smiled bitterly. Eagle King picked up his water glass, took a sip, and lowered his eyes. He thought, ‘Let the shock pass. This was just the beginning. He had been through countless life–and–death situations with Yvette over the years.
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He sometimes couldn’t fathom all the skills and hidden identiti on everything, Yvette would surprise him with something new,
The most infuriating thing was that, to Yvette, all of this was just
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He sometimes couldn’t fathom all the skills and hidden identities Yvette possessed. Every time he thought he had a handle on everything, Yvette would surprise him with something new, leaving him speechless.
The most infuriating thing was that, to Yvette, all of this was just a bunch of ‘trivial matters.
Jeremiah looked at the stunned group, pinched the corner of his eye, and whispered, “In two minutes, they’ll be here. This isn’t the time to stare. Pick a gun that feels right. Since they’ve come, let’s make sure they all stay.”
He delivered the harshest words in the calmest tone.
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He sometimes couldn’t fathom all the skills and hidden identities Yvette possessed. Every time he thought he had a handle on everything, Yvette would surprise him with something new, leaving him speechless.
The most infuriating thing was that, to Yvette, all of this was just a bunch of ‘trivial matters!
Jeremiah looked at the stunned group, pinched the corner of his eye, and whispered, “In two minutes, they’ll be here. This isn’t the time to stare. Pick a gun that feels right. Since they’ve come, let’s make sure they all stay.”
He delivered the harshest words in the calmest tone.
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Yvette casually picked up a baseball cap from the sofa and stood up. She wore a black T–shirt, blue jeans, and a familiar pair of canvas shoes. The cap covered most of her face, leaving only her sharp jawline exposed.
She glanced indifferently at the sniper rifles on the table, picked up the one closest to her, and chambered a round in one fluid motion. Her movements were clean, and precise, and exuded a cool confidence.
Jeremiah also walked over and chose a rifle. Emmett, Charles, and Samantha, realizing this wasn’t a time for shock, each selected a suitable sniper rifle. Eagle King had already made his choice.
Samantha, though experienced with guns at the club, had never handled a sniper rifle before and was practically buzzing with excitement.
Yvette glanced at Samantha’s excited face and said in a cool, clear voice, “The recoil on a sniper rifle is much stronger than a handgun. Be careful.”
Samantha nodded. “Don’t worry, Yvette, I’ll be careful.”
Samantha knew she wasn’t the main force; her goal was simply not to hold the others back.
Once everyone was ready, Emmett opened the door. The next second, they heard chaotic footsteps and cries coming from the hallway.
Yvette and Jeremiah led the way, with Emmett and Charles on either side, and Eagle King close to Samantha.
For Charles, who had grown up in the underworld, Emmett, who had been to battlefields with Jeremiah, and Eagle King, who lived on the edge of life and death daily, this scene was nothing out of the ordinary.
In the corridor on the fifth floor, people were crouching on the ground, hugging their heads and trembling.
Some tried to plead for mercy, but as soon as they opened their mouths, they were shot dead by the black–clad men. Seeing this, the others dared not speak a word.
The entire hotel had fallen. Each floor was littered with the bodies of those who had tried to resist–men and women, old and young. On every floor, a dozen black–clad men guarded the area, searching each room for valuables.
On the fifth floor, the black–clad men saw Yvette and the others emerge and immediately approached with a menacing air. Yvette and Jeremiah exchanged a glance and smiled.
The black–clad men, approaching with aggressive intent, saw the sniper rifles in the group’s hands and shouted to their companions in the local language, “They have guns, be on guard!”
In the next second, a bullet pierced the black–clad man’s body, and he fell to the ground, eyes wide open in shock. The bullet had been fired by Yvette.
Samantha watched Yvette shoot; her eyes filled with admiration. She thought, ‘This is what it means to be ruthless and efficient. One shot, one kill. So cool!
The other black–clad men immediately opened fire on Yvette, Jeremiah and the group. Yvette held the sniper rifle with a stoic expression, firing at the advancing black–clad men. Every shot hit its mark.
Jeremiah, watching the advancing men, took out one after another with precise shots. Soon, all twenty–odd black–clad men on the fifth–floor lay dead at the hands of Yvette and Jeremiah.
Samantha, standing behind them, was dumbfounded. She thought, ‘What happened to fighting together? I’m just lying here and winning. This feels more like a ‘game‘ for Yvette and Jeremiah.
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Emmett and Charles shared the same feeling. The two of them had only managed to kill two people, while the rest were taken down by Yvette and Jeremiah.
Only Eagle King seemed at ease. He was already very used to it. There is nothing to be surprised about with just a few dozen people.
To Yvette, even a hundred or more were just small fry, mere practice targets. His job was simply to protect Samantha from behind. Suddenly, Yvette’s eyes narrowed, and at the same time, Jeremiah quickly turned around, though Yvette was faster.
Yvette raised her sniper rifle, aiming at the black–clad man who had just appeared at the top of the stairs. She lightly pulled the trigger, a defiant smile curling the corners of her mouth, with a hint of mischief.
The black–clad man hadn’t expected that the moment he appeared, a bullet as swift as a meteor would be waiting for him. A blood hole instantly appeared on his forehead, and he crumpled to the ground.
This scene shocked all the ordinary people on the fifth floor. Some, seeing the bodies scattered on the ground, let out shrill screams, as if they had been severely traumatized. The entire floor echoed with their piercing cries.
Yvette watched the panicked crowd, her brow furrowing, and her eyes clear and deep. “Shut up,” she said softly, but the words immediately silenced the boiling crowd.
Everyone trembled as they looked at Yvette. They had all seen her, like a goddess of death, take down each black–clad man with a single, precise headshot.
Several of the black–clad men had died gruesome deaths, yet this girl hadn’t even flinched, her eyes devoid of any emotion. Yvette didn’t realize that the people looking at her were even more terrified than they were of the black–clad men. It was truly frightening.
The corridor was now filled with a heavy scent of blood. Jeremiah watched Yvette, who was radiating a cold aura, his gaze deep. He squeezed her hand and then barked at the terrified crowd, “Back to your rooms.”
The crowd scrambled to their rooms, closing the doors tightly. Yvette turned her head, her eyes cold and her voice indifferent. “Emmett, fourth floor. Eagle King, take Samantha to the third floor. Charles, second floor. Jeremiah and I will go to the first floor.”
Compared to the other floors, the first floor was the most dangerous place. The leader of the Crimson Blades and most of the black–clad men were there.
Emmett nodded. “Got it, Yvette. Once I clean up the fourth floor, I’ll join you on the first floor.”
Charles also nodded. “I understood, Yvette.”
Eagle King was still wearing his loose shorts, tank top, and most notably, his blue flip–flops. Anyone who didn’t know him might think he was just a renter. His appearance was decidedly unconventional.
Seeing a hint of worry in Samantha’s eyes, Yvette said firmly, “Eagle King may dress a bit oddly, but his skills are nothing to worry about.”
Samantha’s lips twitched. She thought, ‘While I wanted to believe in Eagle King, his outfit really didn’t give me much confidence‘
Eagle King’s heart broke. He felt so wronged. “The boss just doesn’t appreciate fashion. This outfit is from the latest fashion week, and these flip–flops are one of only three pairs in the world. How can they be ugly?‘ he thought.
Eagle King fell silent for a moment, then turned to look at Samantha, patting his own chest. “Samantha, don’t worry. I’m not bragging, but these punks, one by one, won’t stand a chance. Follow me, and you’ll be safe.”
To lighten the mood, he rattled off a quick rhyme. “Samantha fly high, Eagle King will be right by your side.”
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Emmett couldn’t take it anymore. She thought, ‘Eagle King was nothing but a living, breathing comedian. Where does Yvette find all these quirky friends?‘
Emmett said, “Yvette, Jeremiah, I’m heading down,” and turned to leave.
Charles, with a stern face, said, “Yvette, Jeremiah, I’m going down too,” and followed suit.
Now, Charles wished more than ever that the second–ranked assassin had the same name as Eagle King by coincidence. If the second–ranked assassin was anything like Eagle King, he would really need to reevaluate his life.
Eagle King watched the two as they walked away and scoffed. “These two must not have girlfriends; they don’t have a sense of humor at all, he thought. Just as Eagle King was about to say something to Yvette, Jeremiah interrupted, “Let’s go down
too.”
Yvette nodded slightly, her brows furrowed with a cold expression, not even sparing a glance at Eagle King. Yvette and Jeremiah walked away as well. Samantha stood there, looking at Eagle King. She thought, ‘Oh God. I want to leave too.
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On the ground floor, the sudden bloodbath at the hotel by the Crimson Blades was due to a reliable tip that a Southtoria tycoon, carrying pink diamonds worth 100 million dollars, would be staying at the hotel today.
A man in camouflage clothing stood there, with three scars on his left cheek, looking menacing. There were roughly fifty people on the first floor, and apart from those who went upstairs to clear the building, the rest of the Crimson Blades were gathered downstairs.
The burly men surrounded the hostages, while on the other side were several large black bags, filled with valuables and stacks of cash looted from the hostages.
The scar–faced man, Charlie Deja, held a machine gun and sprayed bullets at the captives kneeling on the hotel floor. He watched as one by one; the defenseless people fell to the ground. His laughter echoed through the room, spittle flying everywhere.
Just then, Bob Jefferson, another man in camouflage ran over and whispered something in Charlie’s ear. Charlie’s face turned dark and menacing, and he casually shot a man who tried to escape.
The other hostages were terrified, huddled together with their heads in their hands. Men and women alike were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, helpless and pitiful.
Charlie growled. “Why the hell aren’t the people from the fifth floor down yet? Get up there and check it out, don’t waste any time.”
Bob nodded immediately. “I’ll go up right away, Mr. Deja.”
Bob yelled to the people behind him, “Come on, let’s go up and see if these bastards are slacking off.”
He led a dozen men and just pressed the elevator button when a voice, cold and chilling, echoed in their ears. It sent shivers down their spines. “What a lively scene.”
Time seemed to freeze as everyone stood still, searching for the source of the voice. They could hear it but couldn’t see anyone. Charlie tensed up and immediately raised his gun. “Who’s there? Who’s messing with us? Show yourself!”
Bob quickly returned to Charlie’s side from the stairwell. “Mr. Deja, what’s going on?”
Charlie spat and slapped Bob. “You ask me? How the hell should I know? Go find whoever it is!”
As soon as he finished speaking, the voice came again, much clearer this time. “Are you looking for me?”
Charlie immédiately looked up. When he saw a woman sitting on the railing of the second floor, he was taken aback. The same went for everyone else; they all stared dumbfounded at the second floor.
Yvette sat on the railing, her long legs dangling and swinging back and forth. Her hands were propped up, and she wore a carefree smile, her eyes exuding a hint of mischief. Her brown, deep eyes were cold and serious, giving off a chilly vibe.
Her stunningly beautiful face, though seemingly relaxed and casual, carried an air of supreme confidence.
The starlight from the window behind Yvette’s illuminated her face, making her look distant and mysterious, like a divine being descended from heaven, impossible to look at directly or disrespect, inspiring awe and fear.
The scarred man stared at Yvette; his eyes wide with disbelief. “A fairy? Are you really a fairy?” He quickly snapped back to reality, fixing his gaze on her with a lewd grin..
Charlie asked, “Who are you? Another guest at this hotel? Since you’re a beauty, how about you come with me? I promise you’ll eat and drink like a queen.
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“Trust me, I’m pretty good in bed too. You’ll feel like you’ve reached heaven if you’re with me.” His buddies from the Crimson Blades burst into laughter around him.
“Congratulations, Mr. Deja! You’ve snagged a real stunner! You’re one lucky guy!”
“Mr. Deja is so impressive! This woman is a real gem! She looks like she’s from Clusia.”
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Yvette lowered her gaze, her long lashes casting shadows over her eyes. When she finally looked up, her eyes glinted like icy blades, and a smirk curled at the corner of her lips, cold enough to chill the air around them.
With a frosty demeanor, Yvette replied, “Go with you? I don’t think so.”
Charlie blinked, momentarily taken aback. “What do you mean, no? Babe, you don’t look like you’re from around Golden Triangle. Go ask anyone who I am–I’m Mr. Deja of the Crimson Blades.
“Follow me, and I guarantee you won’t regret it. If you have a boyfriend, I’ll take care of him, no problem.”
Yvette tilted her head slightly, her gaze drifting to the man emerging from the shadows. A playful smile danced on her lips as she asked, “He’s going to take care of you.”
Just then, Jeremiah stepped out, having just dealt with some troublemakers hiding in the stairwell. He spotted Yvette perched on the railing, overhearing Charlie’s crude remarks.
His eyes darkened, brows furrowing as he assessed the situation. His gaze was deep and unreadable, yet it shimmered with a soft light as he looked at her. “You’d let him take care of me?”
Yvette stayed silent. Charlie stared at the sudden appearance of Jeremiah. Alarm bells rang in his head. He could handle ten women without breaking a sweat, but a man like Jeremiah, who looked like he had depths that were hard to fathom, made him uneasy.
Charlie aimed his gun at Jeremiah, but Jeremiah didn’t even glance his way. His eyes were locked on Yvette, filled with a warmth he rarely showed.
Yvette and Jeremiah’s intense gaze at each other infuriated Charlie. Just as he was about to say something, Yvette turned her head. Her beautiful eyes were cold as they fell on the gun in Charlie’s hand.
With a hint of crimson at the corners of her eyes, she said softly “You think you can point a gun at my man?”
Jeremiah, who was closest to her, felt a smile tug at his lips at her words. In the next moment, before anyone could react, Yvette pulled out a sleek silver gun from her bag and fired with precision.
Cold sweat instantly dripped down Charlie’s face. He never expected this woman to be armed. By the time he tried to turn his gun around, Yvette’s bullet had already pierced through his chest.
The bullet went straight through, hitting a vital spot. Blood gushed out, splattering everywhere, even hitting one of the hostages in the face. The hostage fainted from shock.
Bob couldn’t believe his eyes. He rushed to help Charlie, shouting, “Mr. Deja! Mr. Deja, you-”
With his last ounce of strength, Charlie pointed a trembling finger at Yvette, blood spilling from his mouth as he gasped. “She… revenge…”
Before Charlie could finish, he took his last breath, collapsing in Bob’s arms. Panic set in for Bob. He thought, ‘If Charlie died here, how would he explain it to Norbert Granger? He would definitely kill me.
He dropped Charlie’s lifeless body and glared up at Yvette on the second floor. He shouted to the Crimson Blades members, “Go! Shoot them! Kill that couple!”
Seeing Charlie down, the hostages began to scatter, turning the first floor into chaos. Bob didn’t have time to worry about
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As he turned, he suddenly clutched his chest, eyes wide with shock. Blood poured from a small hole in his chest, and he collapsed to the ground.
Bob looked up at the tall, imposing figure standing by the elevator, dressed oddly yet exuding an aura of power. He fell to the ground, lifeless. The once–boisterous crowd fell silent on
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Eagle King stepped out of the elevator, surveying the stunned crowd. He blew on the barrel of his gun and struck a pose that looked cool, but to Samantha, it seemed ridiculous.
“What’s wrong? No one’s clapping? Come on, give a round of applause for handsome me.” Eagle King called out to the people on the first floor.
After a long pause, no one moved. Even the remaining thirty or so members of the Crimson Blades stood frozen in place,
With Charlie and Bob dead, they were at a loss for what to do. The atmosphere was awkward, and no one dared to make a sound. Eagle King thought for a moment and turned to Samantha. “Hey, Samantha, am I not handsome?”
At that moment, Eagle King was more concerned about the lack of applause. Samantha beamed a big, genuine smile and replied, “Eagle King, you’re the most handsome in the universe.”
Emmett and Charles had just finished dealing with the situation upstairs and arrived on the first floor. They took in the scene and then looked up at Yvette and Jeremiah, realizing that Yvette and Jeremiah had already taken action.
Their arrival shattered the silence on the first floor. On the second floor, Yvette watched Eagle King and Samantha, along with Emmett and Charles, clowning around below. Leaning against the railing, she casually said, “Just kill them all, and leave only one alive.”
Upon hearing this, Eagle King immediately dropped his playful demeanor. Armed with dual guns, he fired multiple rounds at the Crimson Blades members. Without Charlie, they were nothing but a scattered mess.
Emmett and Charles quickly joined the fray, turning the gunfight into a one–sided slaughter. Even Samantha took down two members of the Crimson Blades.
In less than ten minutes, only one of the Crimson Blades members remained, kneeling on the ground. Emmett aimed his gun at the man’s head, waiting for Yvette to give the order.
Samantha looked up, her gaze meeting Yvette’s cold, expressionless face as she stood on the upper floor with her hands in her pockets. Yvette’s eyes were as icy and piercing as a winter night, distant and aloof like the faint starlight of an autumn evening.
Samantha knew this was the real Yvette. In her world, killing was just another day at the office.
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“Thank you, Miss! You saved us!” one of them exclaimed.
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“Miss, you’re our savior. Without you, we’d be dead for sure,” another added.
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The room buzzed with gratitude in various languages–Uprian, Frixyia, Dermonian, Thairian, and even a bit of Saracian- making it a cacophony of voices that could give anyone a headache.
Yvette frowned her bright eyes calm and unperturbed as she looked at the diverse crowd. “Disperse,” she said calmly. Even those who didn’t understand Clusian could guess her meaning from her expression.
Five minutes later, the hotel lobby was empty except for Yvette’s group and the kneeling man from the Crimson Blades. Jeremiah tilted his head, his narrow eyes sharp and cold. “Do you want to wipe them all out?” he asked.
Yvette’s deep blue eyes flickered, her delicate brows slightly raised. “Yes.”
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In the next second, Yvette and Jeremiah leaped down from the over seven–foot–high floor, landing steadily. The Crimson Blades‘ man, who had been sneaking glances, was terrified.
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Emmett spoke up, “Yvette, Jeremiah, what should we do with this guy? Do you have other plans?”
‘Yvette must have a special plan. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have left a Crimson Blades member alive,‘ Emmett thought.
Yvette walked up to the kneeling man, hands still in her pockets, her toe tapping the ground nonchalantly. “Where’s the Crimson Blades‘ headquarters? Is your boss there?”
The man fiercely shook his head, gritting his teeth, refusing to speak. Yvette tilted her head and glanced at Eagle King. In an instant, Eagle King stepped up to the man, producing a dagger from somewhere.
He plunged it into the man’s thigh without hesitation. The playful demeanor he had just moments ago was gone, replaced by a cold; merciless killer. The Crimson Blades man screamed in agony, clutching his leg as he howled in pain.
“Answer my boss’s question,” Eagle King said, his voice hard. “Answer, and you live. Refuse, and I’ll carve you up piece by piece.”
Samantha’s lips twitched She thought, ‘Eagle King is ruthless truly, one cannot judge a book by its cover. Emmett and Charles remained unmoved.
The dagger in Eagle King’s hand glinted menacingly, breaking the man’s resolve in an instant. “I… it’s just three streets away, villa number 667. Mr. Granger is there,” the man stammered.
Eagle King sheathed his dagger, smiled satisfactorily at the man, and patted his shoulder as if they were old friends. “If you’d said so earlier, we wouldn’t have had to go through all this.”
He walked over to Yvette and immediately switched his expression. “Boss, shall we
go now?”
Among the group, Eagle King was the second to guess Yvette’s intentions. Yvette had a habit–whenever on a mission and encountering gangs like the Crimson Blades who committed heinous crimes, she would always take the opportunity to rid such evils, never leaving a trace.
Emmett and Charles also caught on, understanding Yvette’s plan. If they didn’t eliminate the root cause today after killing so many Crimson Blades members, the gang wouldn’t let them off easily. It was better to strike first and destroy the Crimson Blades.
Samantha tentatively asked, “Yvette, you want to take the Crimson Blades down?”
‘This day is really testing my nerves, but it is indeed thrilling,‘ Samantha thought.
Yvette lifted her gaze, giving a brief, indifferent look at the others. Her voice was cool and detached. “Let’s take while we’re at it.”
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Jeremiah gazed lovingly at Yvette. “Yes, that’s a good idea. We should take care of it while we’re at it.”
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Thus, the group decided unanimously to head straight to the Crimson Blades’s headquarters and deal with them.
That night passed, and it was destined to be a night of terror in Ehongsoly. Early in the morning, all the major drug lords and various factions in Voraxia received a shocking piece of news.
The Crimson Blades’s Charlie was killed in a hotel, along with all his men.
The Crimson Blades’s leader Norbert and their headquarters were wiped out by mysterious assailants. The leader was shot dead, not even having time to dress, and none of the over three Hundred people at the headquarters survived.
The police in Thongsoly police station mobilized in full force, causing panic throughout the city. The power dynamics in Voraxia had stabilized.
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The Crimson Blades had been tyrannizing this area for years, becoming a significant local power. It was unimaginable that they could be wiped out overnight, with no survivors.
To accomplish such a major feat silently spoke volumes about how terrifying the perpetrator must be. Local powers had all sent people to investigate the matter.
In Voraxia, the police station was just a figurehead. They merely collected the bodies of the Crimson Blades as per routine and then left it alone. In this place, human life is the cheapest commodity, and the police never invite trouble upon themselves.
At the hotel, the manager, Quinn Reese, stood outside Yvette’s room, two people pushing a breakfast cart behind him. The cart was laden with a variety of local specialties and Clusian snacks, clearly prepared with care.
Quinn stood there, hesitantly raising his hand to knock, only to drop it again, repeating this action several times.
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After nearly half an hour of hesitation, Quinn finally knocked on Yvette’s door. As one of the few who survived yesterday’s ordeal, he truly feared that if Yvette inside was in a bad mood, his efforts today would be for nothing.
He couldn’t forget the image of Yvette standing on the second floor, expressionless, watching the massacre of the Crimson Blades.
When the door opened, Yvette saw the three people outside, trembling, and the cart behind them. She lifted her eyelids slightly and spoke in a cold, clear voice, “I didn’t order any food. This must be a mistake.”
Quinn immediately bowed deeply, speaking in broken Clusian, “Ms. Zeller, this is a complimentary gift from the hotel.”
Yvette raised an eyebrow and said coolly, “Come in,” then turned and walked back inside. Quinn quickly instructed the servers to push the cart in and followed nervously. Despite.being the owner of the hotel, he felt extremely anxious.
Especially after learning this morning that the ruthless Crimson Blades had been completely eliminated overnight, his shock deepened. –
He couldn’t imagine who else but Yvette in front of him and her people could have done this. What was most frightening was that they were just a few individuals who had wiped out over a hundred Crimson Blades.
Sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed, Yvette still looked somewhat groggy from sleep. The two servers respectfully placed the breakfast on the table and then exited the room.
Seeing his employees leave, Quinn immediately turned to Yvette and bowed ninety degrees. “Ms. Zeller, thank you and your friends for saving the lives of the hotel guests and me yesterday
Yvette’s face remained indifferent as she looked at the anxious Quinn, speaking slowly, “It was just a coincidence.” Hearing this, the manager became even more respectful toward Yvette. He hadn’t come just to deliver breakfast.
All the forces in Voraxia were investigating who had eliminated the Crimson Blades. He didn’t want to invite trouble, so he needed to clarify his position to Yvette.
Quinn said solemnly, “Ms. Zeller, apart from expressing my gratitude, I also want to assure you that the hotel will not leak any information about what happened yesterday. However, if a guest leaks the news, we really can’t stop them.”
Yvette listened to Quinn’s words and placed her fingers on the armrest, tapping rhythmically. She lowered her gaze and remained silent.
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Seeing Yvette’s eyes, Quinn broke into a cold sweat. Just as he grew increasingly anxious, Yvette finally spoke, “It doesn’t
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Quinn froze, staring at Yvette with a stunned expression. He wondered, ‘It doesn’t matter?‘ He speculated about Yvette’s identity. ‘Could anyone other than Ms. Zeller and her people have wiped out the Crimson Blades overnight?
‘And to speak so casually and dismissively while all the forces in Voraxia were chasing down her trail–she truly impressed me, he wondered.
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This is Voraxía, a world dominated by men. ‘Who on earth is this woman?‘ Quinn wondered. He didn’t dare to speculate but could only think about it in his mind.
Quinn’s face lit up with relief upon hearing Yvette’s words, a smile spreading across his face. He had been worried all night long over this matter.
“Ms. Zeller, this is a special selection of Clusian snacks prepared just for you by our hotel. I hope you like them. Your stay here, along with your friends, will be completely free of charge.
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Quinn, who had been frowning earlier, now wore a radiant smile. He truly feared that this big shot might get angry and blow up their hotel in a heartbeat.
Yvette nodded slightly, lounging lazily on the sofa, and yawned. In a deep voice, she said, “Thank you.” Quinn was taken aback by Yvette’s simple ‘thank you!
He hadn’t expected such an approachable demeanor from a big shot. He felt truly honored. He waved his hands hurriedly. “Take your time. I’ll leave now.”
Just as Quinn opened the door to leave, he saw Eagle King, wearing a pair of big slippers, about to enter. His hair was a mess, clearly just waking up, and hadn’t even had time to comb it.
Quinn nodded nervously at Eagle King and then fled. He remembered that this man had killed most of the Crimson Blades members just because of Yvette’s words.
Eagle King watched Quinn run far away. ‘Am I really some kind of monster? Why did he run?‘ he wondered.
Eagle King pushed the door open casually and looked at Yvette sitting on the sofa. “Yvette, what did the hotel owner come for? Anything important?”
Yvette propped her chin up with one hand, extended her slender, fair fingers, and pointed to the breakfast on the table. Her voice was hoarse. “Here to deliver free breakfast.”
Eagle King glanced at the table full of breakfast items, then plopped down on the sofa, pursing his lips. He thought, “This hotel owner sure knows how to flatter, personally bringing free breakfast for the boss.
‘How come I never got such treatment after staying here for so many days? Everything comes when the boss arrives.’
Yvette arched her delicate eyebrows, tilted her head slightly, and spoke softly, “If you want to eat, go ahead.”
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Eagle King chuckled; his entire demeanor becoming utterly fawning. “Boss, you’re the best.” After saying that, he got up and walked to the chair beside the dining table, starting to eat the breakfast Quinn had prepared. As he ate, he mused,
“Delicious.”
These Clusian specialties weren’t listed on the hotel menu. It was obvious that they were specially prepared for the boss. ‘Indeed, wherever the boss goes, people flock to please him. Why don’t I get such treatment?‘ Eagle King thought.
Eagle King took a bite of the bread. He turned to Yvette on the sofa. “Boss, come over and
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Yvette shook her head, glanced at the time on her phone, and lowered her eyes, yawning. “No thanks, I have something else
to eat.”
As Yvette and Eagle King were talking, Jeremiah walked in with the breakfast he had bought. Seeing Eagle King inside and the various snacks on the table, Jeremiah raised an eyebrow and scanned the room, understanding the situation instantly.
He knew these snacks must have been sent by Quinn, as the others didn’t seem like early risers who would go out to buy breakfast.
Jeremiah walked over and said in a deep voice, “A Clusian couple from the northeast runs an orange juice and fried dough. I happened to meet them while doing my morning exercise. Do you want to try?”
At the dining table, Eagle King looked at the snacks in front of him and suddenly lost his appetite.
He thought, ‘No wonder Yvette didn’t eat the hotel’s free breakfast. It turns out Jeremiah had gone out to buy it himself. Now that’s what dedication looks like!
When they returned from the Crimson Blades last night, it was around three or four in the morning. After sleeping for just
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a few hours, Jeremiah went out to buy breakfast for Yvette, claiming it was a coincidence. How could that be?‘ Eagle King thought.
He had walked this street before; there were no Clusian couple from the northeast running a breakfast stand. He must have scoured several streets to find it.
Another day of envying someone else’s love. Eagle King bit into a large bun fiercely, thinking it was good enough to have free breakfast.
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It was almost noon when Emmett, Charles, and Samantha all woke up, got ready, and headed to Yvette’s room. Samantha looked at the table full of delicious food, even including duck confit. This hotel really went all out.
Eagle King tore off a large chicken leg, his posture quite rugged, and waved at Samantha as she came in. “Hey, Samantha, come on over. This is the only chicken leg left, it’s yours.”
Samantha smiled and walked over, sitting down. She picked up the chicken leg and took a bite. It was soft and tender, the chicken well–seasoned. She said, “Thank you very much, Eagle King.”
Emmett and Charles were sipping black coffee, their eyes on the spread of food. When the hotel delivered the meal earlier, they specifically asked for Yvette’s opinion. From today on, their three meals a day would be prepared by a specially hired Clusian chef.
Emmett said, “Jeremiah, I took a walk around town earlier. In Fhongsoly, even the trash collectors are talking about yesterday’s incident with The Crimson Blades being wiped out.”
Charles nodded his voice deep. “I logged into the underworld’s internal website. Everyone is speculating which force struck in Voraxia. However, the area has always been chaotic, so the attention isn’t too high.”
Samantha swallowed her chicken leg and took a sip of orange juice. Curiously, she asked Charles, “What kind of internal website do you have in the underworld? Sounds interesting.”
Charles glanced at Yvette and hesitated. The website was casually set up by Yvette to train the killers from the Seventy–Two Chambers of the Goodman family. Nobody knew it would grow so much later, eventually becoming an underground website for the underworld in Mysonna.
Even hackers had attacked the site before, but all attempts failed. Charles looked at Samantha, who was full of curiosity. They were all in this together, and Yvette probably wouldn’t mind him sharing this story.
Charles cleared his throat. “This website was casually set up by Yvette seven years ago for convenience.” Emmett’s hand holding the black coffee trembled involuntarily.
Charles and Jeremiah knew about the website, but he never imagined it was created by Yvette. He wondered, ‘How old was Yvette seven years ago? Why could a minor accomplish such a monumental feat? That was something to ponder.’
Samantha was equally shocked. She looked at Yvette, who was sitting on the sofa. ‘Was Yvette human or a god?‘ she wondered.
Eagle King’s mental fortitude was pretty good; he was already used to it. The top–ranked killer infiltrating the Interpol. There was nothing he couldn’t accept now.
Yvette lounged on the sofa, legs crossed, in a boss–like posture. Her eyes were half–closed, exuding a lazy charm. Noticing everyone’s gazes, she said nonchalantly, “Is that website still in use?”
Charles nodded, swallowing hard. “Did you forget about the website, Yvette?” He genuinely believed Yvette could pull off something like this.
Yvette’s expression was indifferent. Propping her chin, she leaned back lazily, almost rebellious. “I forgot it.”
The expressions on Samantha, Charles, and Emmett’s faces were surprisingly consistént. They thought, ‘Indeed, Yvette was amazing. She forgot it!‘
Jeremiah’s eyes held a faint smile as he turned to look at Yvette. Your skills are pretty good.”
He thought, Being able to create a website that even world–class hackers couldn’t breach seven years ago. Her hacking skills must have reached the pinnacle. Yvette was truly blessed by fate
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Yvette lifted her chin slightly, her long lashes casting shadows over her clear, captivating eyes. Her voice was indifferent. “Which aspect of the skills?”
The room was quiet. Suddenly, Samantha stood up abruptly. As an experienced person, she felt the conversation was moving too fast, and it was time to leave.
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She thought, ‘Whatever happened next, Jeremiah and Yvette probably didn’t want anyone else to see or hear. Samantha said, “Yvette, Jeremiah, my little Cuttic is calling me. I’ll take off.” With that, she got up and left.
Emmett and Charles also rose in perfect sync, without a word, They saw Eagle King still enjoying his chicken leg. They exchanged a glance and each grabbed one of Eagle King’s arms.
Eagle King, suddenly hoisted up, looked bewildered at Emmett and Charles on either side. Emmett said to Eagle King, Come on, you’re full.”
“No. I’m not,” Eagle King protested. His objection was in vain as he was forcefully carried out of the room by two people. The door slammed shut.
Jeremiah stared at Yvette in silence for a few seconds before getting up, walking over to pick up the prepared warm milk, and returning to hand it to her. “Drink more, replenish your strength,” he said.
Yvette raised an eyebrow, then put the milk back in Jeremiah’s hands, her eyes carrying a hint of defiance. She spoke slowly, “No need, my stamina is pretty good.”
Jeremiah looked into her eyes, slowly spreading a smile that could turn heads, then scooped Yvette up from the sofa with ease, His voice was slightly husky, his breath brushing against Yvette’s ear as he murmured, “My stamina is pretty good too.”
At nine o’clock at night, after eleven hours had passed, Jeremiah took Yvette to the bathroom to clean up, dried her hair, and then ordered a meal. Yvette rubbed her right hand, thinking, ‘Jeremiah is really getting out of hand!
In the next room, Samantha, Emmett, Charles, and Eagle King were playing poker. Samantha glanced at the clock on the wall; it was already past nine. She shifted her shoulders.
They had been playing for almost eleven hours, and the door to the next room still hadn’t opened. Jeremiah’s stamina was really freaking amazing.
Samantha wondered, ‘How my adorable Yvette was doing. She must be exhausted by now. But it was also possible that Jeremiah was the one who was exhausted. Being Jeremiah’s woman was really tough.‘
Eagle King gave a sly smile and said to the three of them, “Hey, do you think Jeremiah is on something?”
Emmett didn’t change his expression and shook his head. “No need. The military has professional tests, and Jeremiah is always first every year. His endurance and stamina are the best.”
Eagle King looked at the serious Emmett and gave him a thumbs up. “Bro, I was just kidding. Didn’t tell Jeremiah it was me who said it.”
Emmett shook his head. “I’ll pass on your exact words, Eagle King. You asked if Jeremiah was on something?” Charles looked at his cards and casually played a two of diamonds.
“Win.”
“Win.
“Win.”
Three wins at once. Emmett, Samantha, and Eagle King said in unison, “Pay up.”
Charles pulled out a check from his pocket, a 3 million dollars check. 10 million dollars gone in one hand. As the three of
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them were settling the accounts, a voice from the hallway outside the door interrupted them.
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The four of them exchanged glances, exclaiming inwardly, they thought, ‘Oh my god. Jeremiah and Sister Yvette are finally done. These two have crazy stamina.
The next day, in the dining area on the third floor of the hotel, the guests had changed. Those who had stayed at the hotel either died or were injured, and the rest left on the second day.
The new guests hadn’t seen Yvette, Jeremiah and the others. When they appeared, everyone’s attention was drawn to them. All the eyes in the dining area focused on the group.
The moment Yvette went to the dining area, Quinn received the news. He quickly set aside his work and hurried to the dining area, feeling nervous.
He wondered, ‘Could it be that Ms. Zeller didn’t like the food prepared by the hotel’s chef? That’s why they came down?”
