Chapter 728

Chapter 728:

The hypnotist quickly fell to the ground, and the men in black vanished into the shadows.

They returned to their organization, where a woman approached them.

“Miss Duncan,” they greeted her with respect.

Milly gave a slight nod before moving on.

The men exchanged whispers. “How long has it been since Milly took on a mission? She used to only accept tasks to eliminate those deemed ‘bad.’ I wonder why the organization lets her have so much leeway.”

“If you were as successful as she is, the organization would indulge you too. Remember that infamous businessman hunted by international police? They even authorized anyone who crossed his path to kill him. A year went by, and he remained untouchable. Yet, the day after Milly took the mission, he was dead!”

“What a she-devil!”

The men in black proceeded to update Peyton on the mission status.

With a simple wave, Peyton dismissed them.

As they departed, Corbett entered.

“What’s up?” Peyton barely glanced his way, his disinterest obvious—a clear display of contempt.

Corbett’s expression faltered for a moment. Once, people had eagerly sought his favor, but now he found himself in this lowly position. Yet, he quickly masked his frustration, fully aware of where he stood.

This was the Serpentine Palers—a place where taking a life was as routine as breathing.

Corbett replaced his discontent with a sycophantic smile, a glint of malice flickering in his eyes. “Peyton, here’s the thing. I’ve noticed Mr. Johns has been acting a bit unusually lately, so I’ve been observing him closely. I discovered he might not be producing exactly what you’re asking for.”

Peyton’s face grew serious in an instant. “What do you mean?”

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“Well, for example, the high-tech watch you asked him to create, the one that can fire three poison needles capable of incapacitating someone instantly. He made them, but while others wear the watches, the master control is still in his hands. He can activate them anytime he wants.”

These watches were meant for Savannah’s father’s supporters to wear during the election. Savannah’s father was a man who trusted no one and took no chances. They had been preparing for the leadership change for years; success was the only option. If they failed, they’d attack everyone there without hesitation.

Corbett continued, “And I found out he’s rigged the entire base with explosives. He can level the place whenever he feels like it!”

Peyton was stunned, anger and humiliation boiling inside him. How could Howard pull something like this right under his nose? He shot up from his seat. “Take me there now!”

Of course, Peyton wasn’t about to just take Corbett’s word for it, so they made their way to the lab.

Along the way, Peyton ordered his men to be on standby. If Corbett was telling the truth, Howard would die on the spot. But if Corbett was lying, then it would be his turn to meet a swift end. As they neared the lab doors, Corbett felt his nerves dance between anxiety and excitement. Soon, Howard would die before him!

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