Chapter 2469

When Zeke threw Yannick a glance, the latter's expression brimmed with guilt. “Sherry, you're overthinking it. It isn't that serious. Actually, I forgot to tell you that he is my boss and I quit without informing him. However, since the contract I signed isn't due, my boss just wants me to go back and continue working for him.”

Sherry, having grown up in a village, was kind and innocent. Hence, easily convinced by Yannick's words, she breathed a sigh of relief.

“I see. Yan, listen to me. I can see that Mr. Williams is a good man. Therefore, you should continue working for him, as I'm sure he will reward you well for your efforts.”

Yannick nodded. “All right, Sherry, I'll do as you say. Anyway, we're about to discuss some trade secrets, so it might be inappropriate for an outsider to be around. Why don't—”

Sherry could read between the lines. “Sure, I'll leave right away. Come and see me once you're done, Yan.”

“Don't worry, I will.”

Upon Sherry's departure, Zeke remarked, “If my guess is correct, I'm sure you want to live.”

Yannick—glancing in the direction of where she had gone—nodded with conviction. “Of course.”

“Now that your life is in my hands, you will live or die at my whim.”

Yannick took a deep breath. “Fine, I'm willing to cooperate with you. Whatever questions you have, ask away. I'll tell you everything you want to know.”

“Soon, but first, where's your brother? Tell him to come out and face the music.”

As Yannick felt a shiver down his spine, he gave Zeke a pleading look. “About that... I'm sorry. There's no way I can get in contact with him.”

Zeke replied, “In that case, it's a pity that you'll never see Sherry again.”

Sorrow descended on Yannick's face, for he felt indignant over dying just when his relationship with Sherry had just blossomed.

After weighing his options, Yannick gritted his teeth and murmured, “I'm sorry, Yoshua, but I'll have to sacrifice you for Sherry's sake. Besides, only death awaits us if we continue following him. We might as well turn over a new leaf now.”

With that, Yannick took out his phone and made a call.

Zeke ordered, “Put it on speaker.”

Right away, Yannick did as he was told.

The call swiftly connected with Yoshua's voice ringing out, “Why aren't you back yet? Boss is pestering us to report back to Theos.”

Yannick replied, “Yoshua, I need to trouble you to come over here. I can't handle the situation by myself.”

“Oh, what's wrong?” Yoshua asked in surprise. “Did something unexpected happen?”

“Not really, it's just that my talisman of space isn't working. Hence, I need you to bring me another one.”

Yoshua grumbled, “These talismans of space have a high failure rate. In fact, the same thing frequently happened to me in the past. In the event of danger, a faulty talisman would certainly be the death of us.

Anyway, stay where you are. I'll bring you one right away.”

“All right.”

Two minutes after the call ended. The space above Yannick's head became distorted, leading to the emergence of a huge crack.

A figure dropped out of it—Yoshua.

The moment he landed, he jumped back in fright, stunned by the crowd gathered in front of him.

“Yannick, what the f*ck is going on? Why are there so many people here?”

Yannick simply let out a sigh, for words weren't necessary.

The sound of the sigh was enough for Yoshua to realize that Yannick had lured him into a trap.

He bellowed, “Yannick, you b*stard!”

No sooner had he spoken than he prepared to flee by whipping out a talisman of space.

Unfortunately, Zeke wasn't going to allow him the opportunity. Using his energy, Zeke instantaneously severed all Yoshua's nerves.