Chapter 0397

“You got them?”

At the front row of the concert venue, Amber’s face brightened as Alexander came back. “No more

troublemakers, right? And…where did you take them?”

The dead need not be kept. They were to be discarded, forgotten.

“No need to worry about that.”

Alexander kept it brief, tenderly taking his wife’s hand with a reassuring smile. “As long as I’m here, no

small–time troublemaker can make a splash. The concert’s about to begin. Let’s enjoy

the show.”

He then turned his attention to the main stage, silently waiting for Wanda’s entrance.

“It’s time!”

Three kilometers from the pulsing heart of the concert, on the top floor of a towering office

building. Alice peered through her binoculars, her gaze fixed on the distant stage.

Her pretty face, once warm with excitement, then turned icy with frustration. “Why haven’t the

Envoys made their move? Where’s the fire? Why haven’t they lit it up yet?”

Next to her, Owen lowered his binoculars and faced the two Envoys standing behind him. His

voice was grave. “Any ideas on what’s happening?”

The Envoys exchanged a look, each reading the concern in the other’s eyes. They were part of an elite

craft. The task was

a fire, nothing more. Nothing should have gone

Wanda had taken center stage, but her companions had yet to ignite the

meant only one thing…

Wolf, Owen’s ace in

4

bowed respectfully to Owen and Alice, his voice

something unstoppable

start the fire, and they didn’t come

Dead?

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darkened for a moment before he

tone icy. “It’s safe to assume Alexander Intervened… No, it wasn’t just him. There

Envoys wouldn’t fall to Alexander

face twisted with venom as she shot a hateful

“Owen Alexander has to pay. Our

Owen interrupted, his calmness belying the

Saunders family with a dark edge to his

against us now; we can’t just

We’ll call in the family tomorrow. We’ll round up all the Envoys

and

her gaze flickering back to the concert venue,

resentment.

their last night

morning light.

solo concert went off without a hitch, wrapping up smoothly

thank you enough for

the post–concert celebration, Wanda toasted Alexander

of fear. “If it weren’t for Mister Kane stepping in, my concert would’ve been

disaster!”

their wine with a smile and

part of the New Chesire Group, and Wanda was

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