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Chapter 312
Chapter 312 Mr Nine
The assistant was stunned for a second, then respectfully responded, “We’ve got no updates, Ma’am.”
“Tsk.
The woman clicked her tongue lightly with a sarcastic expression, tapping her index finger on the armrest before coldly instructing. “Have you contacted the people of Davison Group and Lowe Group? What did they say?”
Detecting a hint of disappointment in her voice, the assistant abruptly bowed even deeper. “Their response was very formal. They’re not considering a partnership with us.”
“Got it. You can go.”
The woman waved her hand casually to dismiss the assistants. Then, she leaned back in her chair with a cheeky smile played on her lips.
If anyone were standing in front of her, they would see the enigmatic CEO of Paradise Ventures, with her strikingly beautiful, almost enchanting Western features, oozing charm in every gesture. “Tsk, Haldoria is still so boring,” she whispered before falling silent again.
Meanwhile, in Melvern City, Bastilla.
George and Kate hurriedly returned. With Kyle’s troops holding the fort in Zircon City, there was no fear of any rebellion. As for Herbert, he was brought back immediately and became Ivan’s neighbour.
Over the past two weeks, Ivan had been living his life in dire straits. Someone would press him for information about the wolf head tattoo every day, and his spirit was nearing its breaking point.
As Herbert passed by Ivan’s cell, he could hear Ivan’s near–hysterical screams of agony.
Herbert shivered, the fear in his eyes deepening.
The people escorting him were also under Eric’s command. Noticing Herbert’s dread, one of
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Herbert replied with a fawning smile, “Of course, of course.”
However, no one paid him any more attention. Their focus was entirely on the dark web.
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Chapter 312 Mr Nine
Kyle lay in his hospital bed, his eyes fixed on the black–and–white website while his face wrinkled in concentration.
“That’s right! Herbert said this is the site he used to contact that person. That person only went by the codename ‘Y,” George remarked calmly while observing the site.
Kate sat nearby with her brows knit together. Her eyes had never left the screen.
An inexplicable sense of unease gnawed at her.
The website evoked a strange mix of familiarity and strangeness, and fleeting images flitted through her mind while she stared at it, but she couldn’t understand anything.
She just felt even more agitated.
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Where the hell is he now? Is he safe or in danger?
Knock! Knock!
The sound of a knock broke through the tense silence.”
A bodyguard respectfully opened the door, revealing a young man in a black suit, carrying a black laptop bag. He had a handsome face marred by a touch of weariness. He strode into the room with a brief, tight–lipped smile.
“Mr. Nine!”
George stood
up quickly, his voice filled with excitement.
The newcomer was none other than Edward, the brilliant hacker who had single–handedly created Davison Group’s formidable firewall.
He was a legend in the hacking world and was known internationally by his code name “Nine“.
When Kate heard the movement, she turned instinctively to look over.
She noticed the dark circles under Edward’s eyes and the red veins marring the whites of his eyes.
After observing the room, he spoke apologetically, “Sorry, tracking the signal took longer than expected. I’m late.”
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