Chapter 719 Unease Will Remain Until The Day Nathan Cros...


    Madam Helen was aghast. "What''s wrong?"


    "| can''t be sure, but I''ve heard that the mercenaries are ves of money - they will do anything as long as they are paid well,”


    Francis replied, his tone uncertain.


    "| suspect that the mercenaries, also known as Hades, had a dispute with Sir, so they sabotaged Sir and took flight.”


    Helen''s eyebrows knitted together as she processed this information. "Is that possible?"


    Francis chuckled humorlessly. "I''m sure you know Sir''s temper well - even the smallest spark can set him off. Besides, Hades is


    no pushover. If both parties were to have conflicting views, it would be natural for them to turn against each other."


    Nodding in agreement, Madam Helen instructed, "For now, continue to have people on this case. We need to find out how Sir got


    into trouble. At the same time, get someone to stalk Nathan Cross and report his every action to me. I''ll never have a moment of


    peace as long as that rascal sticks around."


    "Yes, Madam!" Francis epted the orders dutifully and left the room.


    Now that Helen was alone, she could no longer suppress the churning emotions within her. She pulled out her phone and called


    Jonathan Lane, her paramour.


    Her voice oozed excitement and tion as she ryed the news, "My dear, the old bum got himself into trouble and is ina


    vegetative state now! From now on, all of the Cross Family''s assets and properties are in my hands!”


    Jonathan Lane was a young master of the Lane Family; he was the textbook example of a yboy.


    He exploited his noble background by oppressing every soul he came across on the streets of Cledondale.


    Moreover, he had a strange obsession for married women, much like the fetish of a past monarch. The purity of virgins and


    bachelorettes simply did not pique his interest.


    He was especially intrigued by alluring women withplicated backgrounds. Their tangled and convoluted backstories were


    like a siren''s song to him, drawing him in as he sank below the waters of his twisted fantasies.


    This scoundrel had ensnared multiple young mistresses from respectable families. At times, even thedy of the house would fall


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    As for Madam Helen, they had been under the covers together for a long time now.


    Jonathan had been drinking with a group of Underground tyrants from Cledondale when he received Helen''s call. His eyes


    shone with unbridled glee as he stood up to exit the private lounge.


    After finding a secluded area, he eagerly inquired, "Is that true? Are you really in charge of billions worth of assets from the Cross


    Family?"


    "That''s right. I''m a billionaire from today onwards!" Madam Helen reaffirmed, her lips curling into a broad grin rivalling that of a


    Cheshire cat''s.


    "What do you think of the surprise, my little rascal?”


    Jonathan could barely contain his delight as he quipped, "Haha! | guess I''ll have to work harder to serve you well, Madam.


    Starting now, please allow your humble servant to bask in your glory so that I can live afortable life as well."


    "Since | own billions now, you''ll definitely receive your slice of the pie," Helen responded with mirth, her heart blossoming from


    Jonathan''s ttery.


    “However, | do have something | need you to do for me now.”


    Jonathan was wound up and ready to go. "What is it you need? You wish is mymand, Madam."


    Madam Helen''s tone turned solemn as she exined, "While Zayn may be a vegetable now, the son he had with his ex-wife,


    Nathan Cross, is still alive and well. Nathan has been wreaking havoc in the Cross Family recently. I''m worried he will pose as a


    threat if he gets wind of Zayn’s situation and fights for his inheritance."


    Jonathan narrowed his shrewd eyes after hearing this. "Madam Helen, are you telling me to get rid of this Nathan Cross you


    speak of?"


    Helen confirmed his thoughts. "That''s


    exactly what | want you to do. Each,


    day Nathan is iveyneatis afether


    dayoeureése or me. As long as that


    fellow is roaming around, the heir to


    Cross Family''s inheritance will be a


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    "| want you to exhaust all means and obliterate him!"


    The corners of Jonathan''s lips lifted as he promised smugly, "Got it. Leave Nathan to me. | swear I''ll make him disappear from


    the face of this earth!"


    "I''ll be waiting for your good news, my dear," Helen said coyly.


    Jonathan ended the call and strode back to the private lounge with an air of pomposity.


    The moment Jonathan stepped foot


    in the private lounge, the om


    Undergro nd tyrants Elrele in their


    skats look at him. It was apparent


    to them that his spirits had lifted


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    They asked inquisitively, "Young Master Lane, did you bag a date with a richdy? You look downright pumped after that phone


    call.”


    Jonathan scanned the crowd through


    halflidded eyes before remarking


    sententiously, "None of you


    big pictur Men shsisid not ‘squander


    aka Sey on women. | have


    some business to deal with in


    Southania. After | return, you will


    address me as Master Lane instead


    of Young Master Lane!” Please read


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