Chapter 790: Chapter 25: If you have questions, you need to ask in advance_2
Lorde’s brows furrowed, and his palm, which had been resting on his tal chest, dropped.
"You’ve already won, why continue the pretense?”
Wittes retorted.
"A month ago, soone contacted , offering an opportunity to gain greater recognition and support from the family, to change the course of my fate… The voice was chanically synthesized.”
Lorde said gravely.
"You received that call too?”
...
Wittes was taken aback.
The agent from the ‘Amiel Family’ began to frantically put the pieces together in his mind.
Almost the next mont, his gaze shifted to Donna.
Without her head, Donna’s body lay there.
Lorde looked at Donna as well.
The next mont, their eyes t.
"Donna must have received a similar call, which explains why our cooperation was so seamless as soon as Send 9 t with trouble!”
"So soone was pulling the strings… Damn it! Curses! Bastard!”
Lorde first expressed dismay, then swore profusely.
A stream of unceasing curses.
Wittes said nothing.
But his face turned extrely ugly.
A trap!
He, Lorde, and Donna had all fallen into the opponent’s trap.
And now, Donna was dead.
What about him?
His situation was grim.
If he didn’t receive treatnt, he would be dead too.
But could he still receive treatnt?
Wittes looked up at Lorde, who was holding the gun and, even amid his swearing, had not moved the barrel away.
"I think we can talk
Bang!
Lorde pulled the trigger.
Wittes, shot in the center of the forehead, fell to the ground. Then, Lorde aid at both sides of Wittes’s chest and fired two more shots before finally putting the gun away.
"Talk?”
"I wanted to.”
"If we had realized earlier, we could have spoken.”
"But now?”
Lorde shook his head.
He knew very well that the mont he fired at the other man, everything had beco irretrievable.
He couldn’t co to terms with soone who had shot at him, aiming to take his life.
Others might be magnanimous enough to let go.
But Wittes wouldn’t.
Because he was just like Wittes.
Not only Wittes, Donna was the sa.
It was precisely for this reason they all fell into that bastard’s trap.
What was more despicable was that until now, he still didn’t know who that bastard was.
"Damn it!”
Lorde cursed again.
Then, he began to think about how to get out of the current predicant.
With that bastard in the picture, the previous idea of framing Wittes definitely wouldn’t work. If he went ahead with it, he’d just be handing the ‘knife’ over to that bastard.
That bastard would definitely be delighted to stab him at the crucial mont.
Just like now.
But without Wittes to take the fall, how could he explain the current scene?
Without a reasonable explanation, the representative families of Zone F would surely investigate deeply.
Once they dug up the death of ‘Send 9’, everything would be over.
Lorde was well aware of the ways of the ‘Send Family’, one of the Hundred Major Families.
And as a possible ‘criminal’, the ‘Gibson Family’ wouldn’t stand up for him.
Ding-a-ling.
Just as Lorde was wrestling with his thoughts, his private phone rang.
There was no caller ID, only a string of garbled codes.
It was that guy!
Upon this realization, the angry Lorde suddenly cald down.
Because at that mont, he suddenly understood that the current situation was also what the other party wanted.
The other party needed him!
No!
That wasn’t right!
They needed one of the three agents.
Who it was didn’t matter.
It just had to be the one who survived.
Why?
The other party needed to cooperate with the survivor.
To handle so matters.
Lorde’s gaze shifted towards the big screen in the conference hall.
The ‘Brutalizer’ was reveling.
Amid the drifting blood, there were bodies everywhere.
But there was one place that was rather quiet — the apartnt belonging to the ‘Brutalizer’, Jason. There, he saw Losa 11, Pers, and the unexpected appearance of Billder and an unknown person.
A bold guess surfaced in Lorde’s mind.
Huff, huff.
He took a mont to adjust his breathing, ensuring that his emotions were completely under control, before answering the call.
"You’ve deceived !”
Lorde said harshly.
He made as much effort as possible to imbue his voice with anger and resentnt, embodying the feeling of gnashing his teeth.
"Deceived?”
"Didn’t you get what I promised you?”
The synthetic electronic voice sounded puzzled, retorting with a question.
"But you didn’t tell you were also working with Wittes and Donna!”
Lorde accused.
"But you never asked .”
The electronic voice was full of innocence.
"And what about all of this? Is it because I never asked?”
Anger surfaced in Lorde’s voice.
This wasn’t feigned; he was genuinely furious.
He felt as though the other party was treating him like a child, deceiving him at will.
"Of course.”
"You didn’t ask, so I didn’t say.”
The electronic voice casually admitted as if it was indeed because Lorde had not asked that he hadn’t been told.
And this infuriated Lorde.
"You think you’ve won?”
"Even if you fooled before.”
"But now, I will not be deceived again!”
"You’re done for!”
"The ‘Gibson Family’ won’t let you get away, the ‘Hera Family’ won’t let you get away, the ‘Amiel Family’ won’t let you get away, the ‘Send Family’ won’t let you get away, and the ‘Losa Family’ won’t let you get away either.”
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