Chapter 730

Chapter 730:

He knew Milly’s beauty was striking—he had to admit that if she ever chose to weaponize her looks, completing jobs would be a breeze.

But Milly never relied on that; she always chose her skill over her appearance.

Her reputation in the organization was well-established, yet those two had still dared to cross the line with her? Magician’s eyes narrowed in doubt. “You should have come up with a better excuse. Peyton would have to be out of his mind to do something like that with you.”

Milly responded coolly, “You’re right. He really did lose his mind.”

Magician stared at her, taken aback. “Are you playing dumb? I’m saying your story doesn’t make any sense!”

Milly stayed quiet, unfazed.

Magician got up, pacing the room in frustration. “Peyton’s in charge of the lab where Howard’s developing new weapons. You got rid of Peyton for Howard’s sake, am I right? Corbett was captured by you along with Peyton, which means he must’ve done something. Corbett’s a tech genius, the only one who could’ve noticed if Howard was up to something. He probably spotted Howard’s tricks and reported them to Peyton. That’s why you took them out.”

Indeed, in this organization, no one was a fool.

But Milly remained silent, giving nothing away.

Magician’s expression softened. He looked at her with something almost like pity. “Milly, you’re the only one I admire in this place. You know what happens to traitors. Is it really worth it—for a man?”

Still, Milly said nothing.

Magician let out a soft sigh and turned to leave.

The heavy stone door closed behind him with a dull thud, plunging the cell into darkness.

The distant sound of water began to echo.

This was the organization’s favored method of torture, a slow and agonizing death. Water would steadily rise, filling the chamber until it claimed its victim.

“Wait,” Milly suddenly called out.

The stone door creaked open again, and Magician stepped back inside.

Milly fixed her gaze on him. “I need a favor.”

Magician raised an eyebrow.

“This is my doing. It has nothing to do with anyone else,” Milly said firmly, her eyes locked on his.

Magician paused for a moment before a smile tugged at his lips. “You are just as I thought. Even when you’re staring death in the face, you’re still thinking about others. I wonder how Howard will react when he finds out you’re gone. You’re like this because you defy the cold, ruthless nature an assassin should have. How can you be so… kind?”

Magician smiled, but his eyes were filled with something far more complicated.

To most people, assassins were seen as nothing but cold, ruthless killers.

But they were human too, each with their own hidden weaknesses.

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Message from Noa: Happy Thursday, dear readers! I hope you all had a fantastic week so far. May your day be filled with positivity and success. God bless you, and Noa wishes you all the best. (─‿‿O)

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