EuropeNovel"What kind of talk is that? That fool can't give your mom the love she deserves, but I sure can!" Hank was clearly displeased with the conversation and noticed the caution in Judson's eyes. "Relax, kiddo. Your old man won't stand in the way of you and Nancy, but I can't say the sfor Brad." A cold glint appeared in Judson's eyes. "I don't need you reminding me. The traitor has already shown his face." Hank gave a barely perceptible nod. "Good to know you have a backup plan. Since you're so fond of Nancy, make sure you protect her well. Don't end up like me, losing what matters most." Judson's face turned pale as Hank's words sank in.
"You've blown off enough steam. The sun's almost up. Better get back to Nancy; she's probably waking up by now." Judson knew this without Hank's reminder. He cast a sharp glance at Michael. Michael stood still. "Mr. Buchanan, we'll be on our way then." "Go ahead. Let's share a drink sometime," Hank said with a playful raise of his brow. Michael paused, then flashed a congenial smile. "Of course, it would be an honor." As the conversation ended, Judson and Michael turned to leave.
Once Judson was out of sight, Hank's smile faded. He turned his thoughtful gaze to the computer screen, which displayed unsettling footage of John being ruthlessly dealt with.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHank felt a flicker of curiosity about what could drive Judson to break his own plans, risking exposure by Brad and his crew, just to avenge Nancy. He had to admit, he was a bit intrigued by Nancy.
However, Hank's thoughts shifted, and he pulled out his phone to dial a number.
When the call connected, Hank spoke lazily, "Put a stop to Judson's move against Malcolm..." "Yes, Mr. Buchanan." The car door slammed shut.
Michael glanced at Judson thoughtfully. "Judson, you think Mr. Buchanan would really make a move against Nancy?" "He better not, or The Grey Group and Malcolm will share the set fate!" Judson growleet gritted teeth, leaving no doubt he wasn't joking.
Michael couldn't help but admire him. "Judson, what you did to Malco was genius. Stripped of assets, family shares, and exiled from inheritance-it's a dead end." "It's a lesson they won't forget. In sways, it's harsher than death." Judson maintained a calm demeanor.
"They brought it on themselves." As long as they left Nancy alone, he wouldn't go after them.
Michael nodded but then remembered something. "And about Brad?" "Cover up my actions against Malcolm. That bastard Brad will be snooping around, but as long as he doesn't findnear Nancy, we're fine." Michael nodded slightly. "Got it." With that, silence settled in the car.
The phone buzzed with an incoming call.
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Michael's eyes narrowed dangerously, and Judson'sexpression darkened. "Useless! You couldn't even stop Cyrus?" "Mr. Buchanan, should we move now to get Sarah back?" the caller asked, trembling.
Judson frowned deeply. "Do you think we can still save her? She's probably long gone by now." The rebuke left the caller speechless.
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