As the village disappeared into the distance, her fingers hovered over a button nestled in her pocket.
Boom! Bang!
An explosive eruption tore through the tranquility, birthing a mushroom cloud that pierced the heavens, flames dancing in its wake.
The entire village charred into nothingness in an instant.
Even within the safety of the car, the sudden cacophony jolted them all.
Gripping the steering wheel tightly, Winston’s eyes widened in disbelief as he saw the once-thriving village reduced to naught but ashes.
A pallor washed over the girl seated in the back, her hand flying to her mouth in shock.
Keith swiveled around, his gaze fixated on the billowing smoke, where no signs of life emerged. “What in the world…? What the hell is going on?”
Trent, however, pieced it together seamlessly. “No wonder Dad insisted on bringing you back. Your methods mirror Dad’s youth.”
Winston regarded Hannah with a mix of emotions. “Miss Moore, their village went up in flames right after we departed. What if they accuse you of orchestrating it?”
“Lorenzo has likely informed Amelie about our finalized cooperation.
Given that we had no conflict with Jeffry’s people and their village exploded independently, it has nothing to do with me.”
The colossal explosion would undoubtedly be witnessed by those in the lead car.
Caleb, at the helm of the convoy, was jolted by the deafening explosion reverberating behind them. Despite the shock, he maintained control of the vehicle.
“Boss!”
His voice quivered as he peered into the rearview mirror. “Boss!
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Jeffry’s village just went up in flames!”
Bryson lifted his gaze, casting a nonchalant glance outside the window. Unfazed, he remarked, “Hmm, just keep driving.”
Caleb remained rattled. “Thank goodness we left early. Otherwise, we could have been caught in that explosion!”
“Caught?” Bryson’s lips curled into a cryptic smile. “If we hadn’t left, his village wouldn’t have exploded.”
Caleb puzzled over Bryson’s words. “Boss, what do you mean?”
Bryson offered no further explanation, plunging into silence.
The convoy inched forward. In roughly twenty minutes, they reached Bryson’s residence.
The guards and mercenaries stationed at the entrance awaited their arrival.