Meanwhile, in Bastilla, Eric’s phone buzzed with a new email.
When he opened it, his expression turned icy.
He stared at the screen, seeing Kate bound to a chair, and his eyes reddened with rage.
He immediately called George. “What’s going on?!”
George didn’t dare hide anything and quickly responded, “Mr. Eric, it’s our fault for failing to protect Madam. We have pinpointed her location and will reach there in ten minutes.
“Rest assured, we will rescue her!”
George’s voice was heavy with determination.
Eric’s face was a mask of cold fury. “Whoever dared to lay a hand on Kate … once we catch them, kill them without mercy.”
His eyes were filled with murderous intent. As he read the threatening words in the email again, his anger deepened.
Those fools dared to touch his Kate!
“Eric! We have a situation.”
At that moment, Miles strode in with a grave expression. “The underground organisation from Erfah City, next to Melvern City, is surrounding Melvern City.
“They have three times our manpower, and it’s not just Erfah City. Other underground organisations are converging on Melvern City as well.”
Eric’s eyes were cold as he prepared to issue orders when his phone buzzed again with another email.
This time, it was more photos of Kate, along with a message: ‘Eric Davison, if you want your wife safe, withdraw from Melvern City immediately!‘
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groups of bodyguards stealthily moved forward. Surprisingly, there were no guards posted outside, likely due to overconfidence in their abilities. Scott and the other thug continued arguing loudly, oblivious to George and his team approaching.
While the two men debated how to deal with Kate, George suddenly appeared, kicking Scott hard in the head. The other thug, shocked, tried to react but was quickly silenced by a roundhouse kick to the face from George. Both men let out a grunt before being knocked unconscious.
George then quietly approached the small room where Kate was held, gently knocking twice on the door.
“What do you want?” came the annoyed voice of another thug inside. He walked over and yanked open the door, irritated. “What is it now-”
Before he could finish, George grabbed his hair and kneed him in the face. The thug let out a piercing scream, his mind foggy from the blow, and was then thrown to the ground with a painful thud by George.
The bodyguards rushed in without hesitation, quickly surrounding Kate. “Madam, we’re sorry you had to go through this!”
With faces full of apology, they swiftly untied her. Kate flexed her sore wrists and urgently grabbed George’s arm. “Take me to Bastilla. Now. We need to go immediately!”