Chapter 2009
---- Chapter 2009 "Maurice, it's been years since | cto Gabo Creek, and it seems your family's standing has
slipped," a teasing voice called from outside the study. "Heh, when any random nobody dares storm your base,
maybe the Driscoll family really isn't what it used to be." Maurice's eyes narrowed sharply as he turned toward
the voice. Whoever dared to mock the Driscolls so openly had guts However, when he saw who it was, the killing
intent in his gaze vanished.
He gave a cold snort and said flatly, "Barnaby, what are you doing here?" The newcomer was short and stocky,
his skin weathered like a farmer's. Nonetheless, those who knew his true identity understood how dangerous he
really was. Barnaby Hale, Director of Chetvine Special Ops, nicknamed the Crazy Barnaby, a devil who moved in
the shadows. He said, "Nothing much, just checking in. Maurice, you can handle this, right?" Maurice's mouth
twitched. "Barnaby, you underestimate the Driscoll family. Just watch... You'll see a massacre." Barnaby
shrugged. "Sounds like small-tstuff.
Honestly, I'm ---- not interested. | cto Blumedale mainly for Derek, and to deal with the man who dared to
disrespect Special Ops." Maurice's cold snort was almost a growl. "That man is Andrew Lloyd, the one going
head-to-head with the Driscoll family. You'll see him soon enough." Barnaby smirked. "Maurice, if your family can
kill him outright, that would savethe trouble. | prefer not to waste tcatching someone and going through
trial procedures. When someone disrespects Special Ops, my usual method is to kill them." Maurice frowned,
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtthen nodded. "Understood. This is Derek's turf.
If you take him out directly, it'd break protocol." Barnaby chuckled. "Exactly. My men will stand by and wait for
the Driscoll family to finish the job. Of course, if something happens to your family, | wouldn't mind lending a
hand... Just say the word." Maurice sneered, "Don't worry. The sky could fall, and the Driscoll family still wouldn't
go down on my watch." Barnaby gave a non-committal "Oh" before adding, "By the way, we've recovered Gabo
Creek's so-called martial icon, Franklin. But honestly, he's half-dead and pretty much useless now. Your wife is
crying her eyes out with worry.
Aren't you going to see her?" ---- Hatred flashed in Maurice's eyes before he left the study without a word.
Barnaby watched his back with a silent, mocking smirk. Maurice was his friend, but only when their interests
aligned. When they did not, they both wished the other would fall. And right now, Barnaby had conveniently
arrived just in tto watch the Driscoll family's unfold. From the look of it, his old friend was practically
having a glowing signboard above his head showing the world that he got cuckolded. Ina secluded area of the
estate, the sound of two sharp slaps.
cracked the air. Victoria's face
flushed and swelled instantly, blood
trickling down her lip. Yet, her serene
expression did not waver. She even
smiled faintly. "Migsf@menfiber
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those ships) This is all you're capable
of, bullyingwhen I've lost my
martial strength. Why didn't you act
so tough before, when | was still at
my peak?" Her tone dripped with
mockery. Mia's eyes burned red with
fury and killing intent. Another two
slaps landed hard, and she yanked
Victoria's hair viciously. " ---- Victoria,
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After what happened to Franklin, you
and that little bastard Andrew are
going to pay with your lives!" Her
voice was wild, like a rabid animal.
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"Franklin got what he deserved. And
you, Mia, won't be far behind... You
know that, don't you?" Mia's face
twisted into something monstrous.
"Don't worry, Victoria. The first to die
will be you, and then Andrew."
Victoria's expression didn't change. "|
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