?Chapter 575:
Bu was always unppable, unfazed even by a looming disaster. rissa, on the edge of her patience, raised her voice over the phone while he listened in silence.
When she stopped her usations, he responded in his usual calm manner, “rissa, I don’t know ck Mallow, and I certainly didn’t lend her my private ne. There’s clearly a mix-up. I’ll look into it right away.”
With those words, he ended the call abruptly, not waiting for her reply. Immediately, he dialed his assistant to delve into the issue.
It didn’t take long to uncover the truth. His private ne,st seen at the Crystal Hotel, had been stolen. The prime suspect? His own brother, Xander.
The discovery left Bu seething with rage. He longed to confront Xander and deal with him directly. Despite Xander’s warnings to stay out of conflicts between the Doomsday Base and the Peridot Consortium, the audacity of his brother to steal the ne was infuriating. Bu couldn’t let this go.
Resolved, he phoned rissa again. “rissa, it was the Doomsday Base that took my ne. I’m heading to the Skytop Mansion now. Don’t worry; you’re safe as long as I’m around.”
During the wait, rissa had regained herposure. Listening to Bu’s assurances, she felt a rush of relief and remorse. “Bu, I’m sorry. I let my emotions get the best of me and said things I shouldn’t have.”
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“That’s nothing,” he replied tersely, ending the call once more. Without wasting another moment, Bu boarded his other aircraft and headed to the Skytop Mansion.
rissa, left with words unspoken due to his swift disconnection, felt a pang of disappointment. Bu’s manner was invariably distant, dictated by a vow he once made to always protect her. He fulfilled her every need and looked after her relentlessly, yet his demeanor remained detached.
Even as he spoke of providing strong support over the phone, his voice was devoid of warmth, as if he were merely ticking a box on his to-do list. His protection was devoid of affection.
With a heavy sigh, rissamented theck of emotional connection. Though she was securely under his wing, theck of warmth left her feeling empty and unloved. Yet, with the immediate threat to the Skytop Mansion, this was no time for personal grievances.
The threat posed by ck Mallow, backed by the entire Doomsday Base, was immense. Even with Bu’s personal involvement, the safety of the mansion was far from assured.
rissa turned her thoughts to Aelfric, someone she usually avoided and whose knowledge of her true identity she closely guarded. Yet, given the dire circumstances, she had no choice but to seek his cooperation against ck Mallow. She dialed Aelfric without hesitation.
Once the connection was made, she cut straight to the chase. “Aelfric, I’m the leader of the Peridot Consortium, rissa Byrd.”
Aelfric, taken aback by the sudden call from the elusive leader of the Peridot Consortium, couldn’t hide his surprise or his excitement. “Miss Byrd, you are finally willing to contact me directly. I’m very happy.”
“Cut the crap!” rissa interjected sharply, her tone brusque. “ck Mallow is attacking my Skytop Mansion. I want to use this chance to eliminate her for good. Are you in?”
Although Aelfric had been eyeing a chance to confront ck Mallow himself, his approach was marked by caution.
Upon learning that ck Mallow hadunched a sudden assault on Skytop Mansion, his initial reaction was shock. Then, he narrowed his eyes and started to ponder the situation meticulously.
ck Mallow and her crew had descended upon the Skytop Mansion. rissa’s urgent call for help signaled that ck Mallow was formidable, and rissa was outmatched.
Aelfric weighed the risks. Aiding in the battle could lead to ck Mallow’s defeat, which would be ideal.
However, failure could cost him his position as vice chief instructor at the Doomsday Base.
Lost in his thoughts, Aelfric was jolted by rissa’s impatient voice. “Will youe or not?” she demanded
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