Chapter 582
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Brenna shared the same concern and turned to Thiago, asking,
“Do you think the bodyguards your friend arranged for us can be trusted? None of them has shown up yet.”
Thiago’s face was tense.
“I don’t know. Something must have happened. Many of those bodyguards are from Vanland. It’s possible that one or two might betray us, but all of them? That’s hard to believe.”
Brenna nodded, her expression firm.
“If they perished in the fire, we must make sure their families are generously compensated.”
Before they could fully process the shock of their narrow escape, a new threat emerged.
In the open space outside the hotel, a group of men in black aimed rifles at the crowd.
Instinctively, everyone recoiled. Screams rang out behind Brenna, mostly from terrified women, plunging the scene into chaos.
Ethan stepped in front of Brenna, shielding her.
“It was arson, just as I suspected.”
Brenna’s eyes darkened.
“It’s the Ward family. They must have discovered the truth about Jade’s death.”
Near the hotel entrance, an elderly man sat quietly, his presence commanding. Edward leaned on a metal cane, his expression cold as he locked eyes with Ethan and Brenna.
“No wonder you’re the world’s richest man. I’ll admit, you do have some skills,” he said.
With a subtle wave of his hand, the men in black surrounded Ethan and Brenna, frisking them without hesitation.
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With so many lives at risk, neither Ethan nor Brenna resisted. As expected, Ethan’s handgun was confiscated—along with Brenna’s. But it didn’t stop there. Black hoods were pulled over their heads, and their hands were cuffed tightly behind them.
Thiago shouted in outrage,
“What are you doing? Don’t touch her!”
A man in black responded with a swift punch, cutting Thiago off.
“Behave, or we’ll kill you,” he growled in Pliecan, his tone ice-cold.
“Brenna!” Thiago’s voice broke with fear. He knew too well what these people were capable of. If Ethan and Brenna fell into their hands, the consequences would be dire.
The repercussions would be catastrophic. Joe and Tommy echoed Thiago’s concern, shouting,
“Boss!”
“Don’t worry!” Brenna called out calmly, her voice steady and unwavering.
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