Chapter 847

Nina:

The guard carried me out and set me down in a cabin midway through the journey to the prison where everyone was being kept.

My father, however, had been placed somewhere else, slightly away from the prison.

There was a basement there, and I could already tell what kind of place it was.

As I entered the basement, I saw my father in terrible condition.

It seemed Sawyer had placed him there, right next to all the important files, keys, and everything else, just so whenever he visited, he could drink blood from my

father.

It was so heartless of him.

He had left food for my father, forcing the poor old man to cook for himself while still in shackles.

When my father saw me, he cried. We hugged.

It was a whole big drama.

“Okay, I’ll get you guys out. You should get your things together, and when you’re feeling better, I’ll help you get outside. Soon, the new president and the army will come and confiscate this place. It’s a really important basement with all the files and everything, okay?” Mr. Green said to my father and me before rushing upstairs to prepare for our departure.

“I’m so glad that bastard is gone,” my father said.

However, my eyes were still fixed on the hatch stairs leading up.

“What are you thinking?” my father asked as he took my hand and gave it a small shake.

“What if you stay here a little longer?” I said, noticing the kitchen.

Sawyer had kept quite a lot of important things down here, and if I brought my father more supplies, he could manage.

This place even had electricity.

He could eat properly while staying here in shackles for a little longer.

“Why? Why would I keep staying here? I don’t like being here. I want to go out, live my life, enjoy my luxuries,” my father complained.

I guessed he would say something like that, but I had a plan that would make him change his mind.

“For now, we won’t have anything. You need to understand that. Everybody has found out that I lied about everything. So even when Sawyer is gone, the army and everyone else will take our things away. But if we play this cleverly, we’ll be able to get everything back and even more than that,” I said, watching my father’s eyes begin to shine.

“What’s on your mind?” he asked.

“Why don’t you stay here and guard these things? Before now, only that stupid guard and Sawyer knew about this place. Now you and L know about it too.ail the new president with this information or use it to get him on

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I paused and smiled.

“I can ask the new president to get us settled somewhere else with great jobs. What

do you say?”

As soon as I said that, my father’s eyes widened.

I could tell he liked the idea.

Even he understood that now that Sawyer was gone, the army would do everything, literally everything, to have us punished.

“And if I get lucky.–” I paused, smiling to myself. “Then I’ll get even more for you,” I finished, watching my father nod.

“That is a great idea.”

As soon as my father said that, I smiled widely.

“That’s a terrible idea. How can you do this? Even after everything you did, I willingly protected you and secured your life and now you want

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I didn’t know when Mr. Green had walked downstairs or how much of our

conversation he’d heard, but he looked pissed off.

“I will not allow this,” he said, making me roll my eyes as I got up from beside my father.

I walked around behind him, and he turned to face me.

“Who said anything about asking your permission, though?” I asked, a wide smile plastered on my lips.

“Well then, I’ll go tell everyone what you’re planning, and I’ll give them the address to this place so they can come and get all the weapons and everything else.”

As expected of that douchebag, he started threatening me.

I guessed I should have known he would do something like that after he betrayed

his own wife and children, but we weren’t gonna talk about that.

I just smiled at him.

“Did you seriously think I made this whole plan without considering that you might

do something like that?” I asked, looking directly into his eyes.

“Oh, if you’re thinking about harming me–” He stepped forward and pointed a finger at me, but before he could finish my father hit him on the

bar the head with his own gün,

which my father had just stolen.

Mr. Green grabbed his head with both hands and turned toward my father before my

father lunged at him with a pillow and pressed it over his face.

I immediately turned away when I heard the gunshot.

“Done,” my father chuckled.