Chapter 627

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Aria said, “Well, you’ll have to ask Mr. Hartley why he would give a mere captive such lavish accommodation.”
Aria took the tray from Cindy with a faint smile. “Wow, chicken soup. I didn’t expect this.”
Ethan thought, “That brat actually prepared such a lavish dinner for an outsider. He couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off.
“Uncle.” Flynt appeared in the doorway with a pale face, clutching his chest. “She’s a senior researcher I invited.”
Ethan scoffed, “Her?”
Flynt said, “She’s Madelyn Colton.”
Ethan stared at Aria with disbelief. Aria arched a brow, looking at them with contempt.
Despite being shocked by her identity, Ethan couldn’t stomach such an insult. He snapped coldly, “So what if she’s Madelyn? That’s no excuse for you to fawn over her.”
Aria couldn’t be bothered with their nonsense. With a swift kick, she slammed the door shut in their faces.
“Huthailians are utterly rude,” said Ethan.
Ethan looked at Flynt and said, “Even if she’s Madelyn, she’s not worth all this trouble. Flynt, romantic attachments are the most pointless distractions. Your real goal is-”
Flynt cut him off. “If romantic attachments are utterly useless, then why won’t you let Margery go?”
Ethan didn’t know what to say.
Flynt continued, “You fancy Huthailian girls, and so do I.”
Cindy stood to the side. She wasn’t surprised at all.
Ethan looked at Flynt and said, “Haven’t you been looking for the one who saved you before?”
Flynt pursed his lips slightly and said, “She’s the one.”
With the door now shut, Aria couldn’t hear the conversation in the hallway. She set the tray on the table and began her meal.
As Aria tasted the chicken soup, she suddenly froze. The soup had been laced with sedatives. Prolonged consumption would dull reflexes and slow movement.
Aria thought, ‘I’d actually given Flynt too much credit. He’s despicable indeed.’
The drugs in the soup had no effect on Aria. Unfazed, she calmly drank the chicken soup.
“I’ll kill them all!” Olivia screamed in rage, tearing through the room and smashing everything in sight.
Tyree gently comforted her, “Olivia, I will make them pay for this. But first, let’s get your face treated, alright?”
Olivia screamed hysterically, “Dad, you have to kill them all. Spare no one!”
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Tyree said, “Alright, leave it to me.”
While the doctor was treating Olivia’s facial injury, Tyree stepped outside and shot Russell a sharp look. “Damon’s dead, and Olivia’s face is ruined. Who’s targeting the Wolfshade Syndicate?”
When Flynt’s men brought back Damon’s body, Tyree hadn’t reacted nearly as strongly. To Tyree, nothing-and no one- mattered more than his daughter.
Unfortunately, sending members of the Wolfshade Syndicate to Huthailia required extensive paperwork, so Tyree had no choice but to send only his ‘cleaner’ operatives to protect Olivia. But disaster struck anyway.
Russell didn’t directly answer him. “Tyree, Huthailia’s been cracking down hard lately-our people can barely get in. Why don’t we handle those we can reach right now, and then figure out a way to lure Olivia’s attackers abroad?”
Tyree said, “So you’re suggesting that we deal with Owen first, and then lure Olivia’s attackers?”
Russell said, “Yes.”
Tyree gave Russell a suspicious look. “Did you ever meet this Owen when you were in Huthailia?”
Russell replied, “He’s Aria’s boyfriend.”
To deal with a target, start with those closest to them. That was exactly how the Wolfshade Syndicate operated.
Olivia screamed, “God, it hurts!”
Olivia was having a meltdown in the room. Tyree ordered, “Go in and check on Olivia.”
When Olivia saw Russell, she threw herself into his arms, sobbing, “Russell, my face is ruined. Will you still love me?”
“Of course,” Russell said, gently stroking Olivia’s hair. “We grew up together, remember?”
Olivia knew Russell saw her as a sister, and Tyree knew it too. Watching them, Tyree commanded, “You two, pick a date and get married.”
Olivia’s face lit up with joy, while Russell was visibly shocked. He said, “Tyree, I’ve always considered Olivia my sister!”
If it were Damon, he would’ve shown his affection for Olivia right away. Yet Russell’s blunt honesty about his feelings unexpectedly put Tyree somewhat at ease.
Tyree said, “It’s fine. All you need to do is protect Olivia for the rest of your life. Or do you think she’s beneath you?”
Russell shook his head. “No, it’s not that. I’m the one who’s unworthy of Olivia.”
Tyree declared with finality, “Then it’s settled. First, avenge Damon-that’ll help solidify your standing. From now on, you’ll
be the
fahada Cundicato’s cala hoir”