Coolest Girl in Town

At the other end of the city, Stenson was being chastised by his collaboration partner at the headquarters of the Hellens. He, who was always the one reprimanding others, kept his cool today and did not refute.

After all, he was the one to blame. Their previous weapons, as well as the previous batch of women, were all messed up in his hands. Hence, he deserved to be scolded.

"Yes. You're right. It's entirely my fault. Don't worry. I won’t let that happen again. Sure, sure. Just call me anytime. Goodbye."

The moment he ended the call, the smile on his face vanished as he spat on the landline phone on the table. "Bah! Who does he think he is!"

One of his men entered at this point. "Mr. Stenson, a Cittadelian named Owen Morgan would like to meet you."

"Cittadelian? Send him away!" Stenson was angry at the mention of a Cittadelian.

Everything involving a Cittadelian had been going wrong for him for the past few months!

"But he claims to be here on behalf of Triune."

"What? Triune?" Stenson immediately became interested. "Isn't that the organization that blew up our weapons? They came knocking on the door themselves, huh? Bring him to me right now!"

In less than two minutes, Oven was escorted to Stenson's office by five to six of Stenson's men, all of whom were armed.

Seeing him, Stenson simply lit a cigar and took a puff. The smoke came out of his nose and mouth, and as the wind blew, it spread to Owen.

Owen did not say anything and merely raised his hand to cover his nose, his brows furrowed.

"Mr. Stenson, I—"

pressed onto the table by two strong men. Half of his face was pressed against the table and his spectacles hung haphazardly on his nose, depriving

with this, Owen laughed and questioned nonchalantly, "Is this how the Hellen Family

that, Stenson stood up and blew the smoke from his cigar into Owen's face. "You blew up my ship and stole all of my goods. Do you still expect

his pistol and pointed it at Owen's temple. "Tell me the truth—who instructed

an accident. We both fell into Alexander's trap. Triune has never wanted to be at odds with the

scientists they had detained had been taken away by Smith Co., and

Alexander's pawns. His ultimate motive was the group

hostile attitude softened slightly when he learned Owen was here for compensation. After all, being robbed so many

silence, he raised his hand for his men to let go of

away previously are now being sent here. As for those that we blew up, I suppose

his pocket and placed it

is sufficient. I'll regard the extra as compensation for the psychological trauma my men suffered. Triune's generosity has surprised me. Where

head, his eyelashes concealing the wild ambition that shone through his eyes.

was a straightforward man and couldn't figure out

for that. I hope to work

not bothering to hide his disdain for

perhaps it has slipped your mind that I am a Cittadelian. I understand Alexander better than any of your men," Owen said confidently.

"How is it possible

heard that, his face contorted into

just shut up if he has nothing better to

the sake of the organization, Owen forced himself

matter how nice something is, those who have it will get tired of it

reasonable. An idea suddenly came to his mind as he revealed a sleazy smile and stated, "I don't believe your words. However, if you can bring that woman to me and have her serve me, I'll agree to your

so, especially since you have no relationship with her. Instead, it would increase her aversion and we'd lose a valuable pawn. Why don't we wait until our aim is accomplished