Chapter 655
“Mr. Glovers, I must remind you again. Once the transfer succeeds, the Heart Eater will remain in your body forever unless you die!” Caesar warned.
Maurier clicked his tongue and smirked, an amused glint in his eyes. “Thrilling. I like it.”
Cesar fell silent. Fine!
Shaking his head in exasperation, Cesar handed over the modified venomous creature to Maurice and left without another word.
Maurice carefully tucked away his newfound treasure, his eyes narrowing as an ominous smile played on his lips, Whatever he was thinking about, it was bound to be dangerous.
Meanwhile, in a secluded villa on the outskirts of town, a faint click echoed as a door lock was quietly picked open.
This villa had once been a prime real estate development. When it was originally built, plans included commercial centers and luxury resorts. However, the construction company later went bankrupt, and the project was abandoned.
The land quickly became a forgotten ruin. The Lens had long since transformed into overgrown weeds. At night, the unlit villas cast eerle shadows, making the place sect hanted
It was procisely because of this desolation that no one would have expected a group of uninvited guests to be lurking inside one of the villas
This was where Pete had taken refuge atter escaping from the Carrell family.
Even a rabbit had three burrows, let alone a man like him…
Unlike the other villas, Pete’s hideour looked just as abandoned and neglected on the outside. However, it was a completely different world beneath the surface.
Below the villa lay a hidden underground haven, complete with electricity, nanning water, and the newest appliances. There were no windows, yet the ventilation system worked flawlessly The decor was both extravagant and elegant, a stark contrast to the crumbling exterior.
Pete lounged on the couch. The disheveled mess he had been while fleeing over walls was now nowhere to be seen, and he had rehomed to his usual composed and refined demeanor. Then, the fant click of the lock getting picked reached his ears.
He froze in his motion of drinking his beverage.
A moment later, a hooded figure descended through a concealed passage
“Sir.” Pele set down his glass and nodded.
The hooded figure was in no mood for pleasantries. The moment he saw Pete, he erupted in rage. Pete, this is your so–called plan? Losing both the bait and the advantage? We lost everything!”
Pete was unbothered and poured the man al
mun a beverage. Only the
Only then did he reply. “This was an accident, but it doesn’t matter. The game isn’t over yet. Who said I lost?
The hooded man let out a mocking Laugh. He barely restrained himself from hurling the glass straight at Pete’s face. He growled through gritted teeth, “My prey was taken from me! And I barely escaped with my own life! This is urgent. Without these women, what do you plan to use as the key
His voice lowered into a chilling threat. “Pete, don’t forget. You came to me for help, I want those women back now!”
“You’re too impatient. Those women make no difference to the grand scheme. Have you forgotten? We only ever needed one key” Pete smiled. “Felicia is the most crucial plece.” The hooded man scotted. He calmed down, though his expression remained menacing, “I saw that brat myself. I don’t know how she did it, but she found the bomb shelter. I underestimated her.”
