?Chapter 430:
Katelyn and herpanions pushed open the door and stepped inside.
The room was a testament to understated luxury. To one side, wooden shelves boasted a collection of valuable antiques, and an incense burner was prominently disyed on a table before them.
Arge, semi-transparent screen split the room, concealing the mysterious boss who had summoned them.
The vast screen hid the figurepletely, masking any details of the boss’s stature or build.
Vincent fixed his gaze on the silhouette behind the screen.
“What do you want from us?”
A muffledugh echoed from behind the screen, altered by a voice modtor to sound unnaturally unsettling. The voice slowly said,
“Don’t be rmed. I’m here not to harm, but to offer assistance.”
Jaxen’s patience was wearing thin.
Since entering the casino, they had been manipted at every turn.
His frustration peaked with this juvenile tactic of concealment, deeming it cowardly.
“If you’re serious about dealing with us, show yourself. Why hide?”
Yet, the boss remainedposed, even casually gesturing with a slight wave. The movement was visible through the screen’s reflection.
“Young man, patience. I aim to conduct genuine business.
Your haste might lead to difficulties.”
The patronizing tone irked Jaxen further.
He was about to retort when Vincent firmly held him back.
They were deep within the casino,pletely in this mysterious person’s territory, unfamiliar with the surroundings. Should negotiations fail and the boss turn against them, escape would be impossible.
Katelyn was somewhat taken aback. Her interactions with Jaxen had been limited, and his impulsive nature was unexpected.
Katelyn spoke withposed rity, getting straight to the point.<fn6276> Follow current nov?ls on find?novel</fn6276>
“Since we’re here to talk business, let’sy all our cards on the table. What do you require from us, and what can you provide in return?”
The bossughed again.
“I really value Miss Bailey’s straightforwardness. That’s exactly how business should be conducted.”
Katelyn’s expression tightened slightly.
“Let’s keep things clear. We’re not here to waste time on riddles.”
As she spoke, Katelyn’s eyes drifted to the incense on the table. The fragrance was a deep, earthy blend that instantly evoked a sense of being amidst nature, clearing the mind with each inhale.
Unconsciously, Katelyn drew in another long breath, relishing the calming scent.
The boss’s voice, calm and measured, broke the tranquility.
“I understand you’re seeking a method to unlock Miss Bailey’s cor. I can assist with that.”
Vincent had settled into the atmosphere, choosing a seat with casual ease.
“You have a solution? But Breck imed it was a coborative creation of his team, only removable by deleting the cloud data.”
When Breck was mentioned, a clear trace of scorn colored the boss’s tone.
“What is he, really? Merely a marite in my y.”
Had it not been for Breck, this casino would still be thriving in an orderly manner, instead of overrun with narcotics and nearing a hub for human trafficking. He still required Breck’s services for now, or else he would have already eliminated him.
Vincent’s gaze sharpened, weighing each word.
“So, you’re the one behind Breck?”
The boss replied,
“To put it urately, this casino is solely my enterprise. Breck is insignificant. Had I known he would target Miss Bailey, he would have already faced consequences.”
As Katelyn absorbed this, something didn’t sit right. The person seemed overly familiar with their recent movements and too well-informed about them.
If this was indeed a negotiation, they must possess something this person wanted.
But what could that be?
“But we’ll discuss terms once you actually remove the cor from Katelyn’s neck,” Jaxen said.
As Jaxen finished speaking, a figure emerged from behind the screen, dressed like the security guards downstairs, clutching what seemed to be a specialized set of electronic keys.
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