Fletcher Davies, the leader of the ninth team of the National Security Bureau, instantly stepped forward to explain, “Mr. Simmons, considering Mr. Payne’s blindness, it seems he cannot continue as the head of the National Security Bureau. ALL the captains and adjutants of the bureau desire Mr. Shaw to replace him.”
Hilliard stared at Mekhi silently.
“Since this was obviously your idea, is there something you wish to add?”
With a faint smile, Mekhi responded calmly, “Given his current health, it would be best for him to shed the burdens and rest at home. What I’ve done is for the better future of the National Security Bureau.”
Hilliard gave no response.
Despite Mekhi’s ambitions, he was at least straightforward and honest, a stark contrast to Mylo.
The standoff continued.
Seeing Hilliard’s unwillingness to engage further, Ronan raised his voice once again, “Mr. Simmons, I don’t know what Nathan has promised you in return for your help. But if you don’t allow us to see him today, we will have to force our way in!”
Immediately he finished speaking, the hidden bodyguards leaped out, surrounding the unwelcome guests.
Ronan was frightened.
Mylo furrowed his brows and expressed his displeasure, “If things have escalated and this matter comes to my father’s attention, it will be Nathan’s fault entirely. Do you, a Simmons, truly dare to intervene and stop us?”
Hilliard stayed silent with a cold look on his face.
Suddenly, the bedroom balcony window on the third floor swung open, and Nathan’s hoarse voice filled the air, smoky and commanding.
“Uncle Mylo, you couldn’t contain yourself, could you? You’re so desperate for power. I can grant your wish!”
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ALL eyes turned towards the man standing lazily on the third-floor balcony.
Despite wearing a soft, gray nightgown, he exuded an air of cold nobility.
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His sunglasses concealed his eyes, giving him an indifferent and composed demeanor as he bent his head like he was gazing down at the group of people gathered at the gate.
As he appeared, Mekhi furrowed his brows and attempted to discern the eyes concealed behind Nathan’s sunglasses from a distance.
With Nathan’s long-awaited appearance, a hush fell over the crowd.
He nonchalantly slipped his hands into his pockets and drawled, “The Head of the Payne family, Director of the National Security Bureau, and President of the Payne Group… If you all want all these titles, your wish might just come true. In five days, I’ll hold a meeting and settle things for everyone.”
“Really?”
Ronan was clearly surprised.
However, being a tricky man, it seemed unlikely that Nathan would relinquish his power so easily.
Ronan questioned his words skeptically, “Nathan, why the sunglasses?