In the dungeon of one of Tarragon's branches, Micah, Shannon, and the rest were locked up in the deepest chamber.

Wendy shot an apologetic look at the others as she tightened her grip around her son. “I'm sorry. It's my mistake. I never thought they would use me to drug you guys. You wouldn't be trapped here if it wasn't for me.”

Shannon walked over to her and gently ruffled Sebastian's head before turning to Wendy. “Don't beat yourself up, Wendy. We can't keep our guards up all the time. They'll find a loophole if they want to capture us. They would've come up with something else even if you weren't part of the plan. I'm more worried about my brother. I don't know how he's doing at the headquarters.”

Wendy's heart clenched at the news. She grasped Shannon's arm abruptly and asked, “What do you mean, Shannon? Don't tell me your brother's life is in danger?”

Shannon was hesitant about answering her questions.

It was apparent Wendy loved Holden dearly. It might break her mind if she revealed something she shouldn't. Shannon was worried she would break down.

“Nothing is going to happen to Holden.” Micah's voice came from across.

Shannon and Wendy lifted their heads at his answer. “Don't make any promises if you're unsure,” Shannon scolded with a frown.

Micah shot her a glance and replied, “The reason they catch you is to control Holden and restrict his movements. Holden may be under someone's control now, but I'm sure he's fine. You would've been dead by now if something happened to him.”

Shannon mulled over his reasoning and figured his words made sense.

With how much hatred Yvette had against her, that woman would've ordered her execution the instant something happened to her brother. She wouldn't still be there, pondering over her brother's well-being.

“He's right, Wendy, so don't worry. Let's wait patiently. We'll know the outcome sooner or later. If my brother really does... let's die with him together by then.”

No one could respond to Shannon's grim declaration.

Micah's eyes darkened.

Mr. Doyle wouldn't even have stood a chance at catching me with my abilities if Holden hadn't contacted me discreetly, asking me to surrender and letting them take me. I didn't want to give in initially because I didn't want to jeopardize Shannon, but Holden repeatedly assured me that no harm would come to her. Only then did I withdraw my attack, let Mr. Doyle capture us, and imprison me here. I hope Holden will keep his promise and ward off any threats from Shannon. Otherwise, I don't mind obliterating the entire Tarragon.

“Calm down. Holden has confidence in winning this dispute. Besides, he's not the only one resisting. The leader has also returned to the headquarters. Even ten Mr. Doyles aren't Holden's and Leader's match if they join forces.”

For two days straight, Justin's medical base had been constantly attacked by international elite assassins.

Fortunately, Zeke and Edmund had been prepared, so Bailey wasn't harmed.

In the study, Zeke and the others discussed the means to overcome their predicament.

Bailey gritted her teeth in frustration. “There's no way out of this. It's obvious Tarragon wants my head. I'll contact Veikko immediately to have him prepare for a life-and-death battle with Tarragon. Then I'll have Zayron mobilize the Saviors' forces in Hallsbay to come here and protect us.”

“No,” Zeke objected without hesitation. “We can't be hasty with how ambiguous the current situation is. The thing is Artemis' current condition hasn't been ascertained yet. That's all the more reason not to act impulsively since we don't know his exact situation.”

Edmund agreed, “I agree with Zeke. Let's wait for another two days. Maybe this is all part of Artemis' plan. We might ruin it if you act recklessly.”

Bailey moved her lips to say something when the door slammed open. Zayron urgently barged into the room.

“Uncle Zeke, I have an update. It's the latest news from the Tarragon headquarters. They say—”

Zayron fell silent mid-sentence when he saw Bailey was also present in the room. He didn't dare to disclose the information in front of her.

“B-Bailey, aren't you researching anticancer medication back in the lab? Why are you here?”

Bailey narrowed her eyes at him and said, “Stop trying to steer the conversation away. What news did you get from the Tarragon headquarters? Spit it out.”

Um...

Zayron rubbed his nose, unwilling to reveal.

Bailey snorted. “Not telling me? Fine. I'm sure the news they sent would've passed through the hands of the Saviors' headquarters' intelligence department. I'll call their head of department and ask him personally. You can scram now.”

Zayron clenched his jaw at her threat. “Fine. I'll tell you. I don't think I can hide it from you for more than a day anyway, so I might as well tell you now.”

“Stop spewing nonsense and tell me!”

“Dad was the one who sent out the kill order and spread the news that the Tarragon's leader was the one who wanted your head. He demanded your death no matter the consequences.”

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