Chapter 2302


    Just as Anthony took a few steps, he recalled something. “This can''t be right. Didn''t General Jablonski


    mention that he''ll be fetching us tomorrow to Xendale?”


    “Ah, yes! Forget the air ticket, then. We''ll travel light.”


    “Okay.” With that said, Anthony bolted off to make the necessary preparations.


    Francesca, in turn, jotted down all thirteen sets of contact numbers before closing the ledger and


    cing it into the safe. Following that, she returned to her room to wash up.


    Out of the blue, La''s words rang in her mind. ”No matter how capable we are, Francesca, there''s


    always a limit to what we can do by ourselves. You have to pick up more skills to protect yourself.”


    Those words had never made sense to Francesca in the past. She had always frowned upon social


    butterflies, for she reckoned that she would never ever have to deign to beg others.


    Yet, right then, she gradually saw the light. She knew that she had to be stronger, by hook or by


    crook, because only then would she be able to protect her loved ones.


    Back when Ms. La was put to death, I couldn''t even do anything to fight back. But now, I know I can''t


    stay like this anymore. I must go all out to save Mr. Lincoln''s life, and I''ll be Danrique''s strongest pir


    of support!


    Meanwhile, Danrique was awakened by a loud rumble. As he opened his eyes, he kept calling out to


    Sean.


    A few minutester, Sean finally rushed in. Instead of turning on the light, he said in a hushed tone,


    “Mr. Lindberg, we''ve been spotted by the helicopter from the military.”


    Danrique gritted his teeth in fury. “Not bad for a silly old bugger. He even dispatched the military to


    track me down so brazenly.”


    “Should we retreat, Mr. Lindberg?” asked Sean softly. “I''m worried he might send someone here for an


    assassination.”


    As soon as he said that, an explosion rang out from outside.


    Sean''s visage did a one-eighty at that. He dashed toward the window and nced out to check, only to


    find that the courtyard walls had tumbled. Worse still, dozens of military jeeps were forcing their way


    inside.


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    Considering the immense formation, the president must really want Danrique dead.


    During the interim, some of Danrique''s subordinates had already charged forward to hinder the


    enemies while the others stayed behind at the vi as backups.


    “Fall back!”


    Rising to his feet, Danrique put on his jacket and grabbed his rifle before spearheading the retreat with


    Sean and the rest under the cover of his subordinates. In actuality, Danrique had nned beforehand


    and nted a time bomb somewhere in the vi. Right when all of them got out of the vi, the bomb


    was detonated.


    A deafening sound reverberated through the air.


    More than half of the president''s henchmen were annihted, and many of them were seriously


    wounded, leaving their remaining unharmed allies vulnerable.


    Stepping away from the fiery mes and smoking ground, Danrique looked nothing less than a devil


    from six feet under.


    At that point in time, it was about five in the morning. The once quiet and serene atmosphere of the vi


    had since been disrupted by explosions and gunshots. Even the birds and other wildlife in the forest


    ran for their lives.


    As the convoy of the Lindberg family slowly set off, the subordinates all kept their guard up, fearing that


    there might be an ambush along the way.


    It was then that Sean summoned Gordon over the phone and requested reinforcements.


    Everyone had their hands full except for Danrique. Only he looked as calm as a millpond, staring out


    the window.


    While they were going down the hill, brilliant rays appeared in the distant sky. It was as though the


    morning sun was cheering for them.


    Just then, Sean gingerly put forward an inquiry. “Where are we going now, Mr. Lindberg?”


    “Home,” replied Danrique with absolute resolution.


    “Huh?” Sean thought his ears were ying tricks on him. The president has alreadye at us in


    broad daylight, and yet, here we are, heading home at a time like this? We''ll only be getting ourselves


    killed!


    “With honor,” added Danrique.


    He looked ahead, his gaze reflecting his firm resolve.


    “Understood.” Sean dared not probe further. Immediately, he informed the drivers to bring them home.


    Those bodyguards had been wandering outside under Danrique''s lead for more than a month. They


    were all overjoyed to know that they could finally be reunited with their families.


    No matter whaty ahead of their journey, they were willing to follow Danrique to death.


    It did not take long before Gordon arrived with his men to gather with Danrique''s group.


    With that, the entire convoy made a beeline for Lindberg Castle. Danrique made a phone call, and soon


    enough, quite a few drones came flying in their direction, recording the party''s return and broadcasting


    the video.


    The title was simple, reading: Mr. Lindberg''s homing!