Chapter 506: Chapter 506: The Undercurrent Surges_1
Trey Hols foolishly stood in front of the car, looking at the ruins, doubting her mory had failed her, thinking she had gone to the wrong place.
She turned to the housekeeper beside her, her face full of confusion. “Is this… our ho?” she asked.
“It is… isn’t it?” The housekeeper was also uncertain.
“Did… an explosion happen?”
Trey was suddenly startled. “The boss? Where did the boss go?”
The housekeeper was stunned, only to see a blur before realizing that Trey’s figure had vanished.
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Looking up again, she saw that Trey had already charged into the ruins, frantically searching.
While searching, she called out, “Boss, where are you? Don’t scare ! Boss… ”
More than half an hour later, Glen Wolfe, Simon Cooper, Trent Preston, and others all rushed over in a hurry.
Looking at the chaotic scene, everyone beca agitated.
Trent grabbed Trey, asking, “The boss? Where did the boss go?”
“I don’t know. It was already like this when I got back. I can’t get through to his phone, and I can’t find him anywhere.”
“Aren’t you the boss’s assistant? You useless… ”
Slap!
Enraged, Trey, without concealing her cultivation, slapped Trent and sent him flying.
The rest of them, learning that Greg Jensen’s life or death was unclear, were instantly dumbfounded.
Glen in particular just sat down on the ground, muttering, “It’s all over, all over.”
It wasn’t the villa he lanted over, but the uncertain fate of the boss. The Wolfe family, as the boss’s number one loyal supporter, was certain to face a full-on attack from the Stuart Family.
“You dare hit !”
Trent rose from the ground, already full of rage, and charged headlong at Trey.
Trey’s face turned cold as she said sternly, “Don’t force to kill you!”
Simon, slightly more clear-headed, quickly held him back and said to Trey,
“I’m sorry, Miss Hols. Old He is just anxious. Please don’t take it personally.”
Trey, irritable, gave him a cold glance without saying a word.
Shortly after, Bradley Ford and Fraser Simmons arrived, accompanied by the Commander of the West River Gully, Lukas Simon.
Lukas, with a gloomy face that seed to drip water, said to his accompanying adjutant:
“Go, call all our people over. Even if we have to turn this place upside down, we must find Brother Glen.”
“Yes!”
“Get all the helicopters over here. If that’s not enough, borrow from the local garrison. If they won’t lend them, just forcefully take them!”
“Yes!”
The adjutant left to carry out the orders, and Simon, Glen, Trent, and others mobilized their people to begin a carpet search within a five-mile radius.
After more than an hour, the West River Gully’s military forces arrived, setting up a small camp next to the villa’s ruins.
Helicopters, military trucks, and various large work machines all moved in, beginning to search through the rubble for Barry Wolfe’s possible remains.
The soldiers were divided into two groups: one hooked onto ropes and descended from the cliff to search for Greg Jensen’s traces at the base of the cliff.
The other group took military trucks and started the search from the bottom of the mountain.
Commander Lukas stood at the edge of the cliff, watching the bustling figures of the soldiers and said with a heavy voice, “Brother Glen is an excellent martial artist. He must be fine.”
Glen Wolfe looked down at the cliff with a worried face, following up, “Yes, the boss must be fine.”
The other Family Heads nodded in agreent.
However, after the teams searched until dark and still couldn’t find a trace of anyone,
it was then that everyone finally confird that Barry Wolfe was most likely gone.
Consequently, so of the minor Family Heads who believed they weren’t deeply involved with Barry began pondering how to ingratiate themselves with the Stuart Family.
anwhile, Glen Wolfe, Simon Cooper, and others still clung to a glimr of hope, mobilizing all the hands they could, continuing the search for Barry Wolfe in the vicinity.
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“Seventh Master, the deed is done.”
“It’s done?”
Henry Stuart looked at his subordinate, his face alight with joy.
The subordinate said with a chuckle, “Absolutely, I watched from nearby. They even used helicopters. Hundreds of people searched up and down, and by the ti it got dark, they still hadn’t found him.”
“Fantastic!”
Henry Stuart clapped his thigh in excitent but accidentally jarred his injured leg, wincing in pain.
He sucked in a breath of cool air and then ground his teeth, saying, “He deserved it for opposing !”
Naomi Milton’s face also revealed the satisfaction of revenge fulfilled, with even a layer of mist rising in her eyes.
Her voice tinged with sobs, she said, “Big brother, we’ve avenged you, can you see it?”
Seeing his wife so distraught, Henry Stuart felt uncomfortable too. Just as he was about to comfort her, a bodyguard walked in at that mont.
“Seventh Master, the Family Head asks for your presence.”
“The Family Head? What does he want with at this ti?”
Henry Stuart couldn’t help but wonder.
The subordinate reminded him, “Seventh Master, could it be about Barry Wolfe’s matter?”
Upon hearing this, Henry Stuart’s face changed color.
Naomi Milton said indifferently, “Barry Wolfe is dead now. What else is there to fear? Even if the Family Head has other plans, could he still collaborate with a dead man?”
The subordinate added, “Right, Seventh Master, the Family Head wouldn’t make things difficult for you over a dead man.”
“That’s true.”
Convinced, Henry Stuart let his wife push his wheelchair toward the main building where the Family Head was.
Upon arrival, he was directly ushered by the butler at the door into the conference room.
Henry Stuart didn’t make much of it and even began to hum a song in good spirits.
However, as soon as he entered the conference room, he imdiately sensed sothing was amiss.
The atmosphere inside the conference room was extrely oppressive, a clear sign that sothing serious had occurred.
“Henry Stuart, did you orchestrate the incident at the hilltop villa?”
Upon hearing this, Henry Stuart inwardly cursed, knowing it was as he suspected, but he feigned ignorance and said, “What hilltop villa?”
Carn Stuart could no longer stand by and shouted angrily, “Stop pretending! I heard you when you were on the phone. It was you who arranged for soone to bomb the hilltop villa where Barry Wolfe was.”
Henry Stuart’s expression darkened as he coldly responded, “Carn Stuart, you are getting more and more presumptuous. Is it your place to interrupt when your elders are speaking?”
“I think the truly presumptuous one is you!”
The Family Head pointed at his nose and scolded, “I’ve emphasized ti and again for you not to provoke Barry Wolfe, but you just wouldn’t listen.
Do you realize that at the ti the bomb exploded, your youngest aunt was also inside the villa?”
“The…the youngest aunt?”
Henry Stuart froze, stamring, “Impossible, when did she co back?”
Carn Stuart, her voice breaking with tears, said, “Auntie just landed this morning. She didn’t even co ho to try and sway Barry Wolfe, and then…”
“Dad, I…”
Henry Stuart was dumbstruck. He had killed Greg Jensen, and to his horror, his youngest aunt had also perished in the blast.
The Family Head, his face ashen with fury, pointed at him and ordered, “Drag him out and break his other leg as well!”
Upon hearing this, Henry Stuart panicked and quickly said, “Dad, I truly didn’t know she was there too, if I had known…”
The Stuart Family was thrown into chaos, and the whole of Qin Province was roiling with undercurrents.
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