Chapter 929



Nora stared at the document intently. After a while, she looked up at Royce and asked, “When did you find out, why didn’t you tell me sooner?”

Royce sighed. “I found out a little while ago. I realized something was wrong with her, so I went to investigate.”

With that, Royce frowned. “The lady has never had a change of heart in all these years. I even suspected her when your mother brought her here, but your mother had told me I could trust her. I couldn’t expect it to be the truth.”

Nora nodded.

Nora walked over and handed Justin the document in her hand.

It was a cancer diagnosis.

Justin pursed his lips tightly. “… This doesn’t make any sense. If she doesn’t have long to live, why is she still working for the mysterious organization? Could it be… that they have something on her? Or could it be that she has relatives that are being threatened?”

This was the only explanation. Nora pursed her lips instantly. She looked intently at the diagnosis and suddenly lowered her eyes. Her lips curved into a bitter smile.

But then, suddenly, she picked up her phone and sent a message to Karl from the Assassin’s Alliance. “Do me a favor.”

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On a highway, a low-slung black car was parked on the side of the road.

Queenie sat in the driver’s seat and looked forward with blurry eyes.

She opened the glove compartment of the car, then pulled out a tall glass and a bottle of red wine.

She took the bottle of red wine. The year written on it was 1995.

It was the year he had arrived from the mysterious organization.

She remembered that, before she left, her master had told her, “I want you to go with her and work as a spy.” She had agreed.

So, Yvette took her out of the mysterious organization.

He did not take her back to the country. Instead, he went to a company called NTT.

There, he handed her over to Royce and said, “This is my sister. From now on, she will be Queenie. Queenie will just be her.”

She was stunned and looked at Yvette in disbelief.

But Yvette just smiled at her. Even after more than twenty years, that woman’s smile seemed to still be in front of her.

It was the first time in her life that she had ever received kindness.

Later, Yvette took her to start a company and they planned the future development of the company together. He even took her on a trip and the two of them went to a winery.

Yvette stayed with her for a month in that winery.

That older sister-like figure taught her how to make wine by hand, how to ride horses and even how to play with her. When she couldn’t get it right, Yvette scolded her as if she were her own sister….

Little by little, she forgot her original mission.

She really thought she was Yvette’s sister.

Until she got a call from the organization.

She looked again at the bottle of wine in her hand.

She had made it with Yvette back then. They had made a total of ten bottles. At the time, Yvette had smiled and said, “When I’m old…no, when we’re old, we’ll both drink together.”

At this thought, she pulled out an opener and opened the bottle of wine. She poured it slowly into the glass and swirled it gently.

Then she carefully tasted it.

The wine that had not fermented long enough still had an astringent smell, but it was too old. It was honeyed and rich, and lingered in his mouth.

He smiled.

At that moment, a car suddenly drove by and stopped next to his vehicle. After opening the window, the person in the driver’s seat said, “Customer 9815, right? We are your bodyguards.”

Queenie nodded her head.

This was the most influential mercenary organization in the world. She had paid a high price to hire such a team to protect her. After all, the road to the mysterious organization from here would not be easy.

Thinking about this, Queenie said, “Come. Drive for me.”

With that, she got out of the car and headed for the front passenger seat.

As soon as she sat down, the back door of the car next to her was pushed open. Immediately, a masked person in a camouflage suit climbed into the driver’s seat.

Queenie said, “Let’s go.”

After a while, however, the person in the driver’s seat did not start the car.

She turned around in confusion and saw the person remove the Black Cat mask.

Nora watched her with a complicated look on her face and slowly asked, “Queenie, where are you going?”

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