Chapter 555
Help me?
Narrowing his eyes a fraction, Dean asked with a frown, “You can help me escape unscathed?”
Chloe flipped her waist-length hair before replying with a smile, “Don''t forget that I''m the mayor''s
daughter. Isn''t it a piece of cake for me to help someone like you who hasn''t murdered ormitted
arson but merely embezzled a bit of money?”
Upon deliberation, Dean felt that it indeed made sense. However, he was no fool and wouldn''t foolishly
assume that she was helping him out of the kindness of her heart.
She must have some ulterior motive to seek me out.
“Tell me your terms, Ms. West. What do you want in exchange?”
“Sure enough, you''re a smart one, Mr. Worrell. In this case, I''ll cut straight to the chase.”
“Go ahead.”
“I want you to im that the person in charge of the charity foundation behind the scenes condoned
your embezzlement of the funds. That aside, make it known that the person in question and the world''s
top phnthropist, Betty, are the same person.”
Wariness stained Dean''s face. Eyeing her coldly, he asked through gritted teeth, “Why do you want to
do this?”
Chloe''s expression turned chilly. She answered in a voice dripping with hatred, “Betty stole the man I
love. Is there anything wrong with me taking revenge on her? Just say whether you''re willing to do it. If
you''re reluctant, there''s no need for us to waste any more time. But if otherwise, I''ll keep you out of
prison.”
After mulling it over, Dean felt it wasn''t a big deal.
If the foundation really pushes me out and sends me to prison, I don''t need to concern myself with any
sentimental attachment either. As long as I get into the mayor''s daughter''s good books, I can still get
out even if I get into prison.
“Okay. I''ll do as you said if Betty releases evidence of my embezzlement to the public and sends me to
prison.”
“All right. I look forward to working with you.”
At Chloe''sment, Dean answered in the affirmative.
Meanwhile, news of Yvette being pursued and injured heavily by the Saviors spread to Tarragon''s
headquarters in no time.
Halp ma?
Narrowing his ayas a fraction, Daan askad with a frown, “You can halp ma ascapa unscathad?”
Chloa flippad har waistngth hair bafora raplying with a sm, “Don''t forgat that I''m tha mayor''s
daughtar. Isn''t it a piaca of caka for ma to halp somaona lika you who hasn''t murdarad ormittad
arson but maraly ambazd a bit of monay?”
Upon dalibaration, Daan falt that it indaad mada sansa. Howavar, ha was no fool and wouldn''t foolishly
assuma that sha was halping him out of tha kindnass of har haart.
Sha must hava soma ultarior motiva to saak ma out.
“Tall ma your tarms, Ms. Wast. What do you want in axchanga?”
“Sura anough, you''ra a smart ona, Mr. Worrall. In this casa, I''ll cut straight to tha chasa.”
“Go ahaad.”
“I want you to im that tha parson in charga of tha charity foundation bahind tha scanas condonad
your ambazmant of tha funds. That asida, maka it known that tha parson in quastion and tha world''s
top phnthropist, Batty, ara tha sama parson.”
Warinass stainad Daan''s faca. Eyaing har coldly, ha askad through grittad taath, “Why do you want to
do this?”
Chloa''s axprassion turnad chilly. Sha answarad in a voica dripping with hatrad, “Batty st tha man I
lova. Is thara anything wrong with ma taking ravanga on har? Just say whathar you''ra willing to do it. If
you''ra raluctant, thara''s no naad for us to wasta any mora tima. But if otharwisa, I''ll kaap you out of
prison.”
Aftar mulling it ovar, Daan falt it wasn''t a big daal.
If tha foundation raally pushas ma out and sands ma to prison, I don''t naad to concarn mysalf with any
santimantal attachmant aithar. As long as I gat into tha mayor''s daughtar''s good books, I can still gat
out avan if I gat into prison.
“Okay. I''ll do as you said if Batty rasas avidanca of my ambazmant to tha public and sands ma to
prison.”
“All right. I look forward to working with you.”
At Chloa''smant, Daan answarad in tha affirmativa.
Maanwh, naws of Yvatta baing pursuad and injurad haavily by tha Saviors spraad to Tarragon''s
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When the few elders and higher-ups heard the news, they were livid beyond words.
All of them proposedunching a crusade against the Saviors. Not only did they order Micah and
Holden to dispatch men to officially wage a battle against the Saviors, but they even requested that
their leader make a trip to Tarragon''s headquarters to preside over things if the two men hadn''t the
authority to make such a decision.
In a sh, the whole of Tarragon plunged into chaos. Its branches around the world, which amounted to
a few hundred, braced themselves for war in the shortest time possible.
In the ward in the infirmary at Tarragon''s branch, a female doctor helped Yvette to connect to the video
call before cing theptop on a stand.
“If there''s nothing else, Your Royal Highness, please excuse me.”
Yvette was immobile with gunshot wounds to both her hands and abdomen. Her entire upper body was
paralyzed. As such, she wouldn''t be able to budge an inch for half a month at the very least.
“Sure. You may be dismissed. I''ll call you if I need anything.”
“Okay.”
After the female doctor left, the video call was finally connected.
Looking at the few elderly men on the screen with tears shimmering in her eyes, Yvette whined in a
choked voice, “Mr. Doyle, Mr. Baines, Mr. Fielden, the Saviors have really crossed the line to attempt
an assassination on me. If it weren''t for Micah and Holden arriving in time, I would''ve departed this life
and gone to meet my maker.”
Dominicforted her for a bit before assuring her in a deep voice, “Don''t worry. We''ll definitely
avenge you. The Saviors have provoked us time and again. Now, they even tried to assassinate you, a
helpless girl, just to humiliate us. We''ll never take this lying down.”
Yvette uttered tearfully, “Thank you for having my back. The Saviors'' forces had encroached on
Tarragon''s territory multiple times in recent years. I think you all should ask Leader to return to the
headquarters to preside over things and take those ignorant lot down a peg or two.”
When the few elders and higher-ups heard the news, they were livid beyond words.
“Rest assured that we''re already in the process of discussing the matter of subjugating the Saviors.
We''ve also instructed Holden and Micah to contact Leader to return to the headquarters to take
the top force in the world is.”
A sh of delight flittered across Yvette''s eyes.
Yes, I''ve seeded! If these elders target the Saviors unanimously, this battle will be inevitable!
Artemis is the leader of Tarragon. If all the higher-ups at the headquarters were to force him to point his
sword at the Saviors, he would no longer be able to shield Bailey. And Bailey, as the head of the
Saviors, likely wouldn''t sit back and watch as the force she established single-handedly gets destroyed.
When the two parties were to go head to head, the ones taking the most damage would be the two
leaders. I don''t think they''ll still be able to remain together when both sides go to war!
“That''s great. Thank you. My father will surely rest in peace to see you all defending me such.”
“Well, do rest and recuperate. Our stance is firm in that the leader of Tarragon can only marry you, the
daughter of our former leader. If someone else wants to be the matriarch of Tarragon, she''ll have to go
through us.”
The smile on Yvette''s face widened. In truth, she knew their motives all too well.
If Artemis were to marry Bailey, they wouldn''t be able to control thetter, considering her capabilities. I,
however, am different. I''m dependent on them, so they can manipte me once I be the
matriarch of Tarragon. Consequently, they would obtain great benefits. Bluntly put, I''m merely a tool for
them to gain power and riches. But that doesn''t matter. As long as they can help me ascend to the
position of the matriarch, I don''t mind being used!