Chapter 1121: A quiet hush settled over the room until the sound of footsteps echoed from the doorway.
Everyone instinctively turned toward the entrance-just as Herbert strolled in from outside.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtA lazy smile tugged at his lips, his sharp eyes narrowing slightly in amusement. “Well, looks like everyone's here today." His gaze landed on Karina, seated beside Corrine, and something clicked. Yesterday's incident must have revolved around this woman.
Karina, on the other hand, stiffened at the arrival of a stranger. Her spine and posture went rigid, like a deer frozen under the glare of headlights.
Sensing her unease, Corrine gently clasped her hand. "Want to step outside for sair?" "Yes." Karina nodded almost too quickly.
As the two women slipped away, Herbert flicked open a silver case, plucked out a cigarette, and lit it with practiced ease. "I heard you walked out of the clan meeting last night and mobilized an armed team. Was the kidnapping really that serious?" His tone carried a hint of disbelief—after all, to them, abductions were nothing more than minor inconveniences. Moses exhaled sharply. "The man planned to blow up a tunnel. That tends to create a stir." The weight of last night's chaos still pressed on them. Presley's report had been a gut punch.
Fear had clouded their judgment, made them reckless. They hadn't even swept the surroundings properly.
Had it not been for Hawk defusing the bombs, the consequences would have been catastrophic.
Herbert scrunched his face. "Who was behind it?" Read more at glnovom Whoever had set those explosives hadn't just been looking to scare Nate. They'd been ready to die taking him down.
Nate's eyes were like shards of ice. "Someone from the recently bankrupted branch.” "Weren't they all locked away?" Herbert asked, his memory too foggy to recall the details. The disabled Darrion had slipped from his mind entirely.
Moses leaned back, arms crossed. "You forgot about Darrion."
Silence stretched for a beat before Herbert squinted his eyes. He m exhaled slowly, the cigarette smoldering between his fingers. "So it was him." Outside, in the garden, Corrine and Karina settled into wicker chairs, the scent of fresh blooms mingling with the aroma of coffee.
Corrine studied her companion, then gently prodded, "Want to call home?" After everything thaxhad.Co happened the kidnapping, the isolation-surely Karina's family in Lyhaton was worried sick.
Karina's fingers tightened around her cup. A faint, bitter smile flickered across herdips. "My father has no tfornow."