Chapter 206 - 206 Going Too Far
The Elite Assassin Becomes a Flat and Ugly Nerd!
206 Going Too Far
At this moment, the plane that was flying from Federal City to Las Vegas was filled with people from the Zhou Corporation, including He Sheng, the lawyer, and a group of bodyguards.
As the sky darkened, the plane slowly landed at the airport.
Zhou Xuan, who was at the hotel, also received the news.
[President Zhou, weâve secretly arrived in Las Vegas. Weâre waiting for your instructions.]
Zhou Xuan looked at the news in his hand and narrowed his eyes. The corners of his lips curled into a faint smile, emitting a cold aura.
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The next day, Zhou Xuan instructed the others to enter the hotel and its surroundings in batches so that it would be easier for them to counter-surveillance. Those who entered the hotel had to inquire about the hotel structure in advance and find the place where everyone was imprisoned and the flow of guards. They had to be prepared to rescue them at any time within a few days.
Victor also came to the hotel for the last time before the family banquet began.
âDid the three of them do anything unusual today?â
The assistant approached him and bent down. âThereâs no problem, Young Master. President Zhou and the others have been in the room the entire time. They occasionally look at their phones. It looks like theyâre about to compromise. As for that woman, she makes some sounds in the room from time to time. Most of the time, sheâs sleeping.â
âItâd better be like you said. Donât have any sudden problems, or youâll be in trouble.â
With that, Victor left to attend the family banquet.
In the night, the light around the villa was especially dazzling. It was hidden by the verdant trees and was far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, giving people a relaxed and happy feeling.
Luxury cars were parked in front of the villa. When Victor arrived, people quickly came to greet him.
âYoung Master, how have you been?â
âVictor, howâs the project going?â
âYoung Master, are you confident in the upcoming competition?â
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When he saw that the people around his brother were taking the initiative to approach him, he felt very refreshed. He knew in his heart that these people had chosen their masters in advance. The more people who approached him, the more people who supported him.
After exchanging pleasantries with everyone, Victor casually picked up a glass of red wine and slowly came to his brotherâs side.
âCarter, itâs okay. Donât be sad.â There was a hint of mockery in Victorâs tone. He shook the wine glass in his hand and said, âDonât blame them. They just chose someone more suitable to be the patriarch. Acknowledge reality.â
âBrother, donât be happy too early.â There was obvious nervousness in Carterâs eyes. âFatherâs final selection hasnât been made yet. Donât make it seem like the patriarch is already you. If not for the dirty methods you used, I would have been in charge of this project.â
âDonât frame me. Itâs just fair competition. How did it become dirty when I won it? If you win me over, can I say the same about you?â Victorâs lips curled into an evil smile. âWhen my project is completed, there will be more supporters in the family. Letâs see who Father will give the title of successor to.â
Carterâs eyes flashed with coldness. âYou should know best how many of your past projects were completed. Is it really a fair contract or is it forced?â
As soon as he finished speaking, a moment of panic flashed across Victorâs eyes. The raising of the price must not be discovered. His father hated people who cheated the most.
âWhatâs wrong? Did I really hit a nerve and stop you from talking?â Carterâs words pressed on.
Victor didnât say anything else. He finished more than half the red wine in his hand and deliberately left a little. He stared into his brotherâs eyes and slowly poured it on his shoes when no one was looking.
âOh, Iâm so sorry. I didnât mean to slip my hand.â Victor made an innocent face and said weakly, âI donât have a good back. Just wipe it yourself, brother.â
Carterâs anger instantly reached its peak. He stared coldly at Victor, as if he was on fire. However, in public, he endured it and had no choice but to bend down with a piece of paper.