Chapter 659 Speed''s Revtion


    Day Seventy-Two…


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    *Crash*


    A shattering noise reverberated throughout Vincent''s study room. In a fit of anger, he forcefully mmed the ss of whiskey against the surface of his table. The report from Phoenix hadnded like a bombshell in hisposed world.


    His right-hand man sent him a photograph that had ignited an inferno within him. Inside a car, Jane and Nathan were locked in an intimate embrace, their lips pressed together in a passionate kiss.


    It was a scene that shattered his heart and intensified his jealousy toward Nathan. His fingers trembled with a mixture of rage, disbelief, and heartache as he gazed upon the photograph.


    Despite his fingers being sliced open by the jagged remnants of shattered ss, with an anguished expression on his face, Vincent''s fiery rage overshadowed any trace of physical pain. The crimson liquids coursing down his trembling hand were a testament to the fury that surged through him.


    He had never expected this turn of events. He wondered if Nathan and Jane had finally discovered the truth about their past rtionship. How could they suddenly be intimate with each other?


    Vincent clenched his bleeding fists and his eyes set aze. "Monica might be the reason. Nathan''s hatred for Jane disappears after finding out that Monica is alive." Vincent assumed that Jane already confided in Nathan, revealing the truth about Monica''s existence.


    "I can''t let this happen! Nathan must suffer. He should be abandoned by the people he loves. I''ll take them away from him!" Vincent mumbled through his gritted teeth.


    Vincent dialed Phoenix''s number once more, giving him further instructions. After a few rings, Phoenix answered the call.


    In a frigid,manding tone, Vincent''s voice sliced through the phone line as he inquired of Phoenix''s location. "Phoenix, are you still in Sparks Mansion?"


    "Y-Yes," Phoenix stammered as he replied reluctantly. He could sense that his boss was not in a good mood. He couldn''t help but wonder if he was somehow responsible for Vincent''s grumpy mood. He sent him the photo. ''Don''t tell me… he is affected by those photos. Does he really have feelings for Phantomke?''


    With a sense of urgency that pulsed through his every word, Vincent issued his instructions to Phoenix. "Leave that location immediately. Head to the Red Dragon Mafia''s headquarters and ensure you secure an audience with Jack. Retrieve the truth serum you acquired from the Syphiruz Mafia Medical Facility. Once you''ve got it, employ it for an interrogation on a member of the Sawada n who''s fallen into the Red Dragon''s custody."


    Vincent was desperate. He would like to dig deeper and find a hole in the rtionship between Syphiruz and Sawada. What role Phantomke was ying in this?


    Phoenix acknowledged his boss''s orders with a crisp "Copy, Boss," but curiosity and determination shone through as he sought further rification. "What specific information are we aiming to extract from the Sawada n member? Are we considering an offensive move to disrupt the Sawada n''s operations?"


    "Ask them why Phantomke is staying with the godfather." Vincent was more interested in Phantomkes'' matter rather than attacking or sabotaging the operation of the Sawada n.


    Phoenix fell silent for a moment. His leader''s unspoken wishes had crystallized in the directive, and he knew the importance of this mission. "I''m on my way," he finally affirmed, his voiceced with determination. "I''ll provide updates the moment I obtain crucial information."


    After hearing his reassurance, Vincent hung up the phone. Obeying his leader''smand, Phoenix immediately left the Sparks Mansion. His fingers absentmindedly massaged his temples, a subtle gesture of the mounting pressure he had been undertely. The weight of his responsibilities seemed to multiply with each passing day.


    In the midst of his journey, Phoenix couldn''t help but wonder about the state of affairs in their main headquarters situated in Country R. His thoughts gravitated towards Speed, the trusted individual left in charge of overseeing their operation.


    Phoenix decided to call Speed to find out if everything was well. Thest time he called them, the members were hunting one member of the Sawada n who kept asking about their leader''s whereabouts. He didn''t hear any updates from them. He wondered if Speed managed to capture him.


    Ring! Ring!


    Speed ignored his call. Phoenix continued contacting her. Despite his persistence, Speed chose to disregard Phoenix''s initial call, which left him increasingly vexed. A tinge of irritation crept into his demeanor as he persisted in his attempts to reach her. With each unanswered call, a deep furrow etched itself onto his forehead, wondering what Speed was doing right now.


    Phoenix, growing increasingly impatient, fired off a terse message: [ "Speed! Answer my call immediately; otherwise, I''ll have to assume that there''s trouble brewing in our operation. Have you stirred up more problems?" ]


    As soon as Phoenix dispatched this message, Speed''s iing call shed on his screen, her prompt response preventing his esction to contacting the main headquarters.


    A smirk crept across Phoenix''s face as he noticed Speed''s caller ID illuminate his phone screen. Raising an inquisitive eyebrow, he tapped the answer button, routing the call through his earphones as he continued navigating the road.


    "What kept you so upied that you couldn''t answer promptly? Do I really need to resort to threats just to grab your attention?" Phoenix inquired, his tone edged with mock exasperation as he teased hisrade.


    Speed was guilty. At that moment, she found herself in Country M, a fact she had neglected to disclose to both Vincent and Phoenix. Her mission to apprehend Tatsumi was proving far more challenging than anticipated, and the unfamiliar territory posed additionalplications.


    Furthermore, her financial resources had dwindled, making it increasingly difficult to cover her day-to-day expenses in this foreignnd. Faced with these mounting challenges, she realized that she had no alternative but toe clean to Phoenix about her predicament.


    "Phoenix… To tell you honestly… I''m here in Country M to capture that bastard!" Speed dered to him.


    *** Screeching Sound***


    The sudden revtion hit like a screeching sound, causing Phoenix to m on the brakes in shock. "What the hell? When did you arrive? Why didn''t you inform me sooner? And with you here, who''s left back at our main headquarters overseeing our operations?" Phoenix''s tone carried a stern reprimand as he sought answers to the unexpected turn of events.


    "Rx, Phoenix, no need to get upset," Speed urged, her voice soothing as she attempted to defuse the mounting tension. "In exchange for my dyed disclosure, I''ll provide you with valuable intel about the Sawada n. Did you know that the godfather himself is here in Country M due to concerns about his daughter? What''s more, the man I''ve been pursuing happens to be the fiancé of the godfather''s daughter."


    Speed strategically offered this information in an effort to cate Phoenix''s anger. She understood the necessity of calming him down, as any misstep on her part could lead to Phoenix reporting her actions to Vincent, resulting in certain consequences she was keen to avoid.


    Meanwhile, Phoenix''s expression turned skeptical, his eyes narrowing, and his lips forming a tight line. "Your information doesn''t carry any significance," he retorted, his toneced with doubt. "We''re already aware that the Sawada n Leader is present in this country, as well as her daughter. However, our intelligence indicates that she''s engaged to a police officer, not a member of the Sawada n. It seems the information you''ve acquired is inurate."


    Phoenix''s words bore a sense of authority, revealing that he possessed a solid grasp of the situation and was quick to debunk any misleading details.


    "Eh? What are you talking about? I can only ry what I heard," Speed persisted, her tone unwavering as she defended her information. "There''s no way he would fabricate something like this. I distinctly overheard in the hospital that this man is engaged to the godfather''s daughter, Jane!"


    Phoenix''s brows furrowed in exasperation, his patience wearing thin. He sought rification, his toneced with confusion. "What did you just say? Jane? Are you sure you meant Jane and not Abigail?" He couldn''t help but question whether he had misunderstood Speed''s statement.


    "See, we''re talking about two different women here!" Speed emphasized, a hint of frustration in her voice. "You''re familiar with Abigail, but my intel pertains to the other daughter, Jane."


    Phoenix fell momentarily silent as a startling realization washed over him. When Speed mentioned Jane''s name again, it triggered a sudden connection in his mind.


    ''Wait a minute. Don''t tell me Phantomke is also one of Mr. Hiroshi''s daughters,'' he mumbled to himself, his eyes widening in shock, his mouth hanging open in disbelief. The pieces of the puzzle seemed to be falling into ce, potentially exining why Phantomke had been residing with the Hiroshi family in their vi.


    "Hey, Phoenix?! Are you still there? Are you listening to me?" Speed asked him when she only heard silence from the other line.


    Without uttering a single word, Phoenix abruptly disconnected the call. His mind was abuzz with the urgency of confirming the newfound information.