Phoebe repeated her warning, "Mr. Aaron is about to retire, and his connections won’t be as strong then. Some rival forces have been completely uprooted by Ms. Rose. Now, about forty percent of the forces are caught in the whirlpool, unable to save themselves. Another forty percent are too busy to protect themselves, and the remaining twenty percent are nothing to worry about. When he retires, he can enjoy his golden years in peace."
So that was it.
Rosemary’s actions were essentially helping her father clear obstacles and ensuring his safety.
"So, Rose could be in danger?" Myrna’s first reaction was concern for Rosemary’s safety.
After all, with such a big event involving so many people, how could Rose ensure she wasn’t involved?
"No way, I need to get Mom and Dad to help secretly. Rose can’t get hurt."
Chasel only had one sister — more precious than gold. Besides, she really liked Rosemary.
"Miss, please calm down. They already have plans," Phoebe said gently.
Phoebe didn’t say whether they would help or not, but Myrna understood her meaning. Myrna’s heart settled, her mood lightening a bit.
On the other side.
In a dim room, a secretary walked in, reporting to the man inside, "Sir, those old guys had clearly retired, but now they’re sticking their noses in again. I don’t know what’s so special about that young girl that so many people are willing to help her."
She was just a seventeen- or eighteen-year-old girl.
People from the Triangular Zone said she was not only skillful but also had connections with the Mafia Flame and Mafia C.
In the country, not only did several respected elders use all their connections to protect her, but several big families were also on her side — including the Collins family, the McMillian family, the Archer family, and so on.
Not to mention how ruthless Hunter, the current head of the Collins family, was, while Romeo of the McMillian family was no pushover either — he was downright terrifying.
And there was Erlinda Archer, who reportedly wanted to adopt Rose as her goddaughter, but she refused. Later, she adopted the girl as her niece, spoiling her to the extreme.
"Now several families are all out in force, and it’s tough for us to touch her," the secretary said, troubled. "Especially domestically."
There were too many forces protecting the girl domestically.
It would be easier to make a move overseas.
"So you’re saying we just have to let a seventeen- or eighteen-year-old girl wreak havoc and ruin everyone’s future?"
The man’s voice was calm — like the calm before a storm — but the secretary could sense the suffocating presence of death.
He broke out in a cold sweat, his voice trembling, "I will find a way to make more troubles for her. She must pay the price!"
"Just pay a small price?" The man seemed unsatisfied with this punishment.
The secretary became even more fearful. "She’ll be torn to shreds."
"Those folks are looking out for her, aren’t they?" The man proposed a strategy. "Break them down one by one. Let’s see who will dare to support her afterward."
It was one thing to mess with his career, but to dare harm his interests?
"She’s still too young, too naive, thinking the world is all white, and she can’t stand a speck of dirt. Seeing a bit of darkness at the tip of the iceberg, she rushes to eradicate it, thinking that once it’s gone, the world will be clean."


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