On the other side of town, the air was thick with tension inside a dilapidated and abandoned factory. Jerold, the mastermind behind the operation, knew it was crucial for him to oversee the final stages personally. However, he couldn’t afford to leave any trace that could link him to the crime. After the initial day of the kidnapping, he had kept a low profile, going about his usual routine at the company to avoid suspicion. But now, as the operation had reached its climax, his presence was indispensable. Still, he couldn’t linger too long—that would be risky.
He briefed his men, instructing them to erase all evidence swiftly and thoroughly. With that, he prepared to make his exit. The fifty billion was already in his hands. He had just sent a message to Arnold, and all that remained was to dump the kid on the side of the road.
His most trusted assistant and right-hand man glanced at Jerold, hesitating before speaking up. “Boss, leaving him on the roadside could lead to trouble. Even though they’ll be there soon, Lambert might still figure it out if something goes wrong, no matter how well we cover our tracks.”
Jerold let out a derisive laugh, shaking his head dismissively. “You’re giving Lambert way too much credit.”
Even if Lambert were some kind of god, without a single clue, he would never uncover the truth. Did they really think he was some kind of miracle worker?
In truth, Jerold had long believed that Lambert’s reputation was either a facade or exaggerated. Stories about him boosting the Stone family’s company’s performance overnight? Impossible. Jerold was convinced it was all orchestrated by Lambert’s half-brother, all to sway the old man’s favor toward Lambert.
Seeing that his boss wasn’t convinced, the assistant fell silent, though he couldn’t shake the unease in his gut. He could only hope that nothing would go wrong this time.
Apart from the mercenaries Jerold hired himself, Arnold had funded the rest of the people involved in this kidnapping. Therefore, there was no room for unexpected complications.
Jerold quickly transferred the payment to the mercenaries still guarding the underground facility. "Payment has been made, and the deal is done. I trust you'll uphold your professional ethics and keep this matter completely confidential," he said. He opted for mercenaries because of their notorious reputation for being both ruthless and tight-lipped.
Mercenaries operate by their own code of conduct. Once they take on a job, they see it through to the end. They never disclose any information to outsiders, not even under torture. Breaking this code would mean violating their principles. That's why Jerold's first thought was to hire mercenaries. Although their services came at a steep price, with fifty billion at his disposal, it was a non-issue. The Stone family's main branch also deemed mercenaries more reliable, which is why they agreed to the plan.
This was precisely how the mercenaries managed to abduct Lucian despite the heavy security surrounding Old Mrs. Stone.
One of the mercenaries, who appeared to be the leader, was casually chewing on a cigarette butt. He was a towering figure, a typical Westerner with a muscular build that could intimidate anyone. His broad, powerful chest alone was enough to make people think twice. Add to that his menacing aura, and he was a force to be reckoned with. He glanced at the payment notification on his phone, stood up, and smirked. "So, the deal's done, huh?"
Jerold frowned slightly, clearly displeased with the man's attitude. However, given the mercenary's overwhelming physical prowess, he didn't dare show irritation. On the surface, Jerold appeared calm and in control, having meticulously planned every detail. But deep down, he couldn't help feeling uneasy. This was his first time dealing with such dangerous individuals, and it was only natural for him to feel a bit unsettled.
He looked at the mercenary and nodded. "Yes. One of you will leave the baby by the roadside, and then make sure the card is untraceable. Once that's done, our transaction will be completely finished."
Mercenaries are a motley crew of dangerous individuals from all corners of the globe.
Upon hearing this, one of the mercenaries, who had long grown impatient from the extended stay, cursed under his breath, "What? More tasks?"
Jerold suppressed his instinctive fear and feigned calmness, "Of course, this is part of our agreement. You... you must fulfill it to complete the deal."
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