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Chapter 77
Ophelia and Eric exchanged glances, both pleased that their trip hadn’t been in vain. She didn’t forget to give Jeremy and Hansen a generous thank–you fee, and before leaving, she asked for Hansen’s contact information, hoping to purchase more rough stones from him in the future.
Hansen’s contract with Eden expired, and with the emerald coming from his mine, he could now establish his own business.
As the sky gradually darkened, Ophelia drove towards Dellanex The night had completely fallen.
The car approached the cross–river bridge, and Eric crossed his arms behind his head, relaxing against the passenger seat. leisurely sucking on a lollipop. He bit the candy stick and looked at the rearview mirror, grinning. “We have stalkers”
Ophelia cast a glance in the rearview mirror. She had already spotted two business cars that had been following them since they left Mineroca. They were about to enter the highway, and Ophelia guessed that the group planned to make their move in the tunnel at the end of the bridge.
“Should we call the police?” Eric suggested for the first time. It was a reasonable idea, but at that moment, it wasn’t very practical. By the time the police arrived, their gems would have already been taken away. The license plates of the two cars. behind them were obviously fake, so the police wouldn’t be able to trace them.
Every region had a boss, and Eden was the local boss in Mineroc. He dared to suppress his suppliers and citizens publicly, which surely meant he had connections with the police. Reporting to them wouldn’t help.
“Then I’ll warm up a bit,” Eric said, rolling up his pants and pulling out a knife from just below his calf. The sheath opened. revealing a cold blade gleaming in the light.
I’m glad you came along today.” If Ophelia were alone, she wouldn’t dare to act so recklessly. Ophelia sighed and lowered the sun visor, revealing a black handgun equipped with a suppressor.
They soon drove into the tunnel, where the surveillance lights had turned off, and only emergency lights flickered. Ophelial parked the car in the emergency stopping area,
When the two business cars halted, Eric got out and leaned against the car door while Ophelia remained inside, one hand. on the steering wheel, tilting her head to observe them. She chewed bubble gum, blowing a large bubble.
“Pop.” The bubble burst.
The business cars blocked them in from both front and back as a group of men jumped out, wielding machetes and steel rods.
“Miss Spencer, you are fortunate today,” a familiar voice called out. It was Eden, sporting that smug smile and playing with beads in his hand. “How about coming over for some coffee? We can have a little chat. I’m not one for violence.”
“Is that so? I didn’t realize you were so civilized. No need for coffee. Just say what you want.” Ophelia leaned against the car window, appearing quite accommodating.
Tll return that 1.5 million dollars to you if you give me back the gems. You won’t lose anything. If that’s not enough for you, you can pick out some other stones from my shop.”
Eden got straight to the point. He thought, I haven’t directly used force to hurt them, so this is already being merciful. I even let them choose some other gems. They should know when to stop.
“Mr. Bernal, how about 1 give you another 1.5 million dollars to treat your delusions? How could you be foolish enough to make such a request?”
Eden’s expression stiffened at her retort. “Alright, young lady, I’ve given you a choice, so don’t blame nie.” With a glance, he signaled his thugs, who immediately charged towards Ophelia and Eric.
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Eric played with his dagger, biting down on the candy and spitting the stick out.
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Ophelia noticed a shadow darting through the crowd, moving at incredible speed. He grinned, revealing a small tiger tooth as if performing a deadly waltz.
“Hey, leave them alive. Ophelia holstered her gun, thinking. “This isn’t even needed.
Eric approached Eden, pressing a bloodied knife against Eden’s throat. “Your coffee is not good at all.”
“Wh..what?” Eden’s face turned pale with fear, and the beads in his hand fell to the ground. He reached down to pick up gun, only to have Erie kick it away.
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Eden’s face was ashen. He thought, “He is so fast! Just in a blink of an eye!‘ Eden could never have expected Eric to be so skillful.
“By the way, who is Peter Bernal to you?” Eric asked casually.
Upon hearing the name, Eden trembled heavily. “He was my brother, but he he died a long time ago.”
“You spent 200,000 dollars to buy his life, didn’t you?” Eric smiled innocently.
‘How does he know?‘ Eden stared at the young man before him, unable to utter a word, thinking, Tm done,
At that moment, five black SUVs approached from a distance, surrounding the area. Black–clad bodyguards emerged. holding guns and causing the already injured people on the ground to twitch in fear.
Eric rarely displayed vigilance. He glanced around at the men with guns,
The leading bodyguard respectfully nodded to Ophelia. Ophelia had crossed paths with him twice before. His name seemed to be Caleb Cooper. The bodyguards were usually quick to come to her aid, but she resolved troubles even faster.
“Miss Spencer, how should we handle them?” Caleb asked in a low voice.
Ophelia chewed on her bubblegum, the strawberry flavor barely masking the surrounding scent of blood.
Eric watched Ophelia, frowning deeply, filled with questions, while he momentarily let Eden slip free. Eden picked up gun from the ground and aimed it at Eric.
A dull gunshot rang out, and the bullet struck Eden’s hand.
“Ah…” Eden cried out in pain, clutching his hand, his face devoid of color.
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This was Ophelia’s first time firing a gun. Her hand tingled from the recoil, but her eyes were covered in a frightening frost. “What would Kenneth do?”
“Understood.” Caleb nodded, giving a signal to his men.
Ignoring the chaos behind her, Ophelia got into the car and drove over to Eric. He hopped in, wiping the blade in his hand with a handkerchief. The car moved along the road, still tinged with an unpleasant stench of blood.
Ophelia rolled down the window, and the autumn night breeze blew in, dissipating the odor.
“What do you want to ask?” Ophelia turned her head to glance at Eric before quickly looking back to focus on driving. As the car got onto the highway, Eric unwrapped another lollipap. “How did you get involved with Death Guild?”
“What?” Ophelia furrowed her brow. The term was unfamiliar, and she didn’t understand.
Eric twirled the candy stick in his hand. “Death Guild is an underground organization established in Milagia seven years ago.
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