"Alright."

Sil did not hesitate on the other end of the call either and said quietly, "I'll wire five billion dollars to your account right now, Chet. You'd best get Noel to leave Lanecorp soon, and have her meet me in Morhen." "Hahaha..."

Rory continued to laugh at the top of her lungs from the other end. "I'll have her kneel before my feet... And Frank Lawrence too! He and Lanecorp will pay!"

And with that, Sil hung up, while Chet was soon notified of a transfer of five billion dollars to his bank account.

He was panting heavily even as he stared at the notification he had never seen that much money in his life!

Still, he died inside when he looked up and saw Frank looking at him, realizing that the money was never his.

After all, Noel defecting to the Lionhearts was a lie-Chet was just using that as a ploy to dupe Sil for his money, just to save his own skin.

"Now transfer that money to Lanecorp's account," Frank said bluntly, compelling Chet to get to work right then.

was a success,

call. "You see, Mr.

eyes just then, and Chet promptly threw up his hands, chuckling miserably. "Don't worry, Mr. Lawrence! I won't ever mess with you after leaving Zamri... And I'm never going back to the

if he fled? And he still had

the room and rose to his feet with a smile as an idea occurred to him. "Since you're so compliant, I'll

you, Mr. Lawrence.

watched blankly as Chet

no intention to spare them, however, since

they were just working for the Lionhearts, and he would

nonchalant wave, he released over a dozen pure vigor needles that Sward the foreheads of the belongs

Lionheart martial elites.

to beg as they all dropped to the floor, instantly dead. "Wait,

elites with almost no effort. Even if they were not that strong, they were still martial artists working for

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