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    Katelyn immediately spun around, her eyes scanning the surroundings, trying to pinpoint where the shots wereing from.


    The traitor was holed up in a small house, the source of the gunfire. Samuel spotted Vincent and Katelyn approaching and hurried over to brief them.


    “Mr. Adams, Ray haspletely snapped. He’s threatening to take everyone down with him. He’s armed, and he has a significant amount of explosives.”


    Vincent’s expression hardened. “I see.”


    Ray Fields had once been a trusted member of his team for years, which was why Vincent had handed over branch management to him. But Ray had betrayed him, colluding withpetitors and causing significant damage.<fndb1b> Th?s chapter is updated by Find★Novel</fndb1b>


    Vincent had been so absorbed in other responsibilities that he failed to monitor the branch closely, allowing Ray’s actions to escte until he was exposed.


    From within the house, Ray’s desperate voice called out, “Vincent, are you out there? Just let me walk away, and no one gets hurt. Sure, I made a mistake, but you don’t need to corner me like this.”


    Vincent’s reply was firm. “One thing I can never tolerate is betrayal.”


    His tone was cold, void of anypassion.


    Behind him, Katelyn’s face betrayed a mixture of emotions. Vincent had always despised deceit and betrayal more than anything.


    Ray clenched his teeth, his voice dripping with desperation. “I’ve been loyal to you for years, and I’ve contributed so much. Even if I made a mistake, I deserve a chance to make it right.”


    Vincent’s contempt grew even more apparent. Was Ray really trying to appeal to emotions now, after everything he’d done?


    Meanwhile, Samuel had gathered several handguns and a heavy sniper rifle from their vehicle. Katelyn stepped forward, taking the weapons. She felt the weight of the gun in her hands as she peered towards the window.


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    Yata had once been a battlefield, and now the house Ray had barricaded himself in stood as a grim reminder of past conflicts, a stronghold hidden in a secluded spot.


    These buildings were built tost—easy to defend but difficult to breach. The hideout had only a small window and a door, making a break-in nearly impossible.


    Ray had chosen his hideout wisely, which was exactly why Vincent had brought Katelyn along. Among his team, only Katelyn possessed the sharpshooting skills needed for sniping.


    Vincent silently pointed toward a tall building nearby, clearly the ideal spot for a sniper. Katelyn quickly understood and dashed toward the building, carrying the bulky sniper rifle.


    Such heavy weapons required intense training, and professional snipers were ustomed to handling them. Katelyn, who had only practiced with this kind of sniper rifle on a range, wasn’t sure if she could live up to Vincent’s expectations and trust.


    She took a deep breath and made her way toward the rooftop. Luckily, the building was equipped with an elevator, allowing her to ascend quickly.


    Once at the top, she positioned the sniper rifle and fine-tuned the scope, aligning the barrel with the small window of the hideout. Sweat formed on her palms as she steadied her nerves. With the safety disengaged, she prepared herself to fire at a moment’s notice.


    Vincent, observing through binocrs, saw Katelyn reach the best sniping position before redirecting his attention to the hideout. He had no intention of offering the traitor a second chance.


    Samuel, holding his submachine gun, asked, “Mr. Adams, should we keep him alive to identify the mastermind?”


    “There’s no need,” Vincent responded instantly. Even if Ray were to die, Vincent had plenty of ways to identify the true mastermind. He wouldn’t allow Ray to negotiate.


    The sound instion of the hideout was so effective that Ray remained unaware of the discussion between Vincent and Samuel.


    Ray’s unease intensified as his demand went unheeded. “Vincent, this is yourst chance. Release me now, and I’ll give you whatever you want. I’ve got enough explosives here to blow this ce sky-high. Are you ready to go down with me?”


    Vincent raised his gun, his hair whipped by a gust of wind as he responded coldly, “The moment you betrayed me, you sealed your own fate.”


    “Then we’ll end this together!” Ray’s voice escted into a frenzy. Without warning, he threw a smoking object out of the house!


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