Chapter 1520

Chet spoke politely, "Mr. Lionheart, we have a situation here, and I need some assistance from Caudal Hall." "That dozenish men in Zamri are all we can spare there," Sil growled unhappily from the other end. "They are martial elites, but you know why they are important. We can't compromise the operation." "I know." Chet smiled viciously. "Don't worry, sir, I'm just resolving a little personal issue. I promise we won't be exposed." Silence ensued for a while, until Sil sighed from the other end. "Fine. Remember—those men are there to deal with Lanecorp and sabotage their operations. Do not let Lanecorp see them. Do you understand?" "Don't worry, sir!" Chet said as he hung up and smiled viciously while glancing at the office door behind him. "Oh Noel… Don't blame me for trying when you showed up here. Blame your pretty cheek and body of yours for being so tempting!" Even as Chet sneered, he remained oblivious. After all, the martial elites of Caudal Hall were exactly the saboteurs