Chapter 912

Chapter 912:

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"Abroad?" Henley's brow furrowed further. «Michel's wedding is in six days. It seems that Raegan has no intention of attending.

However, how could he let such a matter go ahead without her?

“Find a way to force her to return by then,” Henley ordered. He wanted his triumph to be witnessed by Raegan, the woman he loved, and by extension, for her to be witnessed by Mitchel, the thief who had usurped his life.

"Understood". The black-robed figure nodded and left.

Henley's gaze lingered one last time on the brightly lit dome. He would soon ascend there, supplanting the existence of another. He longed for the submission of all those who had despised him, their penance at his feet.

The eve of Mitchel's wedding to Katie came quickly.

Inside the skyscraper, Mitchel held a glass of wine in his hand, standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, looking lost in thought.

Matteo knocked on the door, interrupting the silence. Upon entering, he saw Mitchel with the glass, unable to resist a warning.

"Mr. Dixon, have you taken your medication? You should avoid drinking alcohol after taking medication.

Mitchel put the glass aside and asked, "Are you ready?"

«Yes, without setbacks. “We have made sure that not a whisper disturbs the morning.”

Mitchel's gaze spanned the distance, a calm determination evident.

"Excellent. Tomorrow you will be stationed in the field to provide assistance.

Matteo hesitated. "Mr. Dixon, perhaps it would be wise for you to remain by your side."

Considering Mitchel's fragility, Matteo did not dare to move away.

Mitchel's impending "wedding" spurred Matteo to redouble his efforts, making sure every detail was meticulously attended to before rushing back.

Matteo's fervent desire was to remain sentinel alongside Mitchel during this crucial juncture. The memory of a previous explosive incident fueled his determination. He would do everything he could to prevent it from happening again, even if it meant sacrificing himself for Mitchel's sake.

Matteo's loyalty was deeply rooted, rooted in two fundamental aspects. First, Mitchel had recognized his latent potential when others had not, investing time and effort into cultivating it. Secondly, it was Mitchel's cunning and expertise that commanded Matteo's respect.

Mitchel's strategic prowess was akin to that of a sturdy ship sailing through financial storms, ensuring Ambrosia's economic stability and protecting it from foreign interference.

Matteo's deep-rooted belief in safeguarding national pride and thwarting foreign dominance dovetailed perfectly with Mitchel's vision.

For this reason, Matteo pledged to protect Mitchel, an asset of the nation, at any cost.

«It's not necessary. The external situation is vital. "I can't trust it to others," Mitchel declared, sitting under the harsh light. A pang of anguish momentarily took hold of Matteo, fearing the loss of Mitchel.

But it was only a moment, since Matteo trusted Mitchel's judgment.

With firm lips, Mitchel continued, "W will accompany me."

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