Chapter 1995

At the Millennium,upon learning that Xavier was safely released, Jameson was engulfed in rage. He smashed several antique crystal glasses into pieces.

"Please calm down, Mr. Schmidt." Nicholas' voice on the phone sounded cautious and respectful.

"Everything was planned perfectly.

Jasper's secretary was supposed to be doomed. Who would have thought that the scum from the Ivory Gang would change his statement at the last minute and shoulder all the blame himself? It was too unexpected. I couldn't do anything." "The Ivory Gang pressured him?" Jameson widened his crimson eyes. He

a piece of broken glass and clenched it tightly in his

felt no pain. Instead, the suffocating feeling in his

fighting have left his body riddled with ailments. He's already retired to the background. Now, the Ivory Gang is under Nathan's control." Nicholas' voice was sinister. "Nathan

But when it came to the Ivory Gang, it was constantly hindered." Jameson slowly opened his palm. As he looked at the bloody mess, a cruel smile tugged at his lips. "Find a way

He's the Ivory Gang's leader, after all. Just find a way to make him lose control of

the Damask rose he had carefully nurtured, his dark and gloomy face revealed a strangely gentle expression. He brushed his bloody fingers against the crimson petals,

scum isn't worthy of me using my brain, let alone dirtying my hands." "You're right. I'll take care of those

accurate data, we're one step closer to success." "That's great! If you encounter any difficulties, just let me know. I'm willing to do anything for you, as long as the new medicine can be — I successfully developed." As the

everywhere, he was terrified and hurried over. "Mr. Schmidt! Are you injured? I'll go get a doctor to bandage you up!" "Medicine... Give me the medicine..." Jameson's injured hand trembled uncontrollably, and

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