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Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 1041

The subordinate shook his head frantically at this. “No, Mr. President, that’s not it. By the time we got to Ebony Town, we heard that someone’s already searched the site. If we’re not mistaken, it was Lara and Desire from the MX.”

What? Lara and Desire were at the site?

Corey stiffened. If Lara and Desire had been to Ebony Town, did that mean that they found Prime Minister Welch and Janet before us? How am I supposed to know if they are alive or not?

Though logically speaking, the neurotoxin would have surely killed Prime Minister Welch. There is no way he could be alive by the time Lara and Desire found him.

Join Telegram Group For Fast update and Novel QueryBut something suddenly popped up in Corey’s mind. What if… What if Prime Minister Welch is not dead? What if the neurotoxin didn’t work on him because he’s built antibodies from the dozens of poisons he consumed?

Corey’s face twisted into a grimace as he clutched his head. How can I not have thought of this sooner? How can I let this happen?

If Prime Minister Welch and Janet did not die in the explosion, then it would only be a matter of time before they came for him.

He knew Janet had a penchant for vengeance—she was probably already planning the many ways she could exact her revenge on him.

At the thought of this, Corey faltered and his face was a ghastly shade of white and sweat trickled past his temples and onto the ground.

His voice was cold and strained as he ordered, “Go and find out if Prime Minister Welch and Janet are dead or alive!”

Join Telegram Group For Fast update and Novel QueryThe subordinate trembled as he said, “Yes, sir.”

When the subordinate left, Corey collapsed into the chair behind him and felt a shiver run up his spine.

No; I can’t just sit here. I have to start thinking ahead.

He knew he could not stay in Markovia for the time being. The only way for him to save himself was to go into hiding.

Meanwhile in Markovia, Old Madam Lowry was lounging at home when she heard news of what happened to Janet. She hastily rose from her seat and cried, “Quick; quickly now! Bring the car around—I have to go to First Hospital!”

The maids, who were cleaning up around the house, were bewildered at the urgency in her voice. They didn’t know why she was in such a hurry to go to the hospital. “Old Madam, please calm down before you put a strain on your body!”

“I am calm! Go and bring the car around—I must get to First Hospital right away!” Old Madam Lowry was beside herself with panic. She desperately wished that she could sprout a pair of wings just so she could fly over to the hospital without delay.

When the maids saw that their usually mild-tempered mistress was growing frantic, they fell silent and hurried to tell the housekeeper to get the car.

Old Madam Lowry was getting more anxious by the second as she thought to herself, Why is my granddaughter-in-law always getting herself into trouble? How am I supposed to appease the ancestors if anything happens to Janet?

Within minutes, the housekeeper brought the car out front, and Old Madam Lowry hastily got into the car before she could even compose herself.

The maids exchanged confused looks as they watched her leave with such haste, and they couldn’t help but let out a collective sigh of worry.

In the First Hospital in Markovia, Sean was reporting to the man across from him on the current progress of things.

Mason took a drag of his cigarette and his brows lowered as he asked, “How are things over on Corey’s end?”

Sean bowed his head and answered with reverence, “From what I know, Corey has held an internal meeting with the others and claimed that both you and Miss Jackson are dead.”

Then, he paused, unsure as to whether he should bring up the next piece of news.

Upon sensing his hesitation, Mason glanced up at him and said in a cold voice, “Go on.”

“And the leaders of the other organizations have agreed to swear allegiance to the President.”

When he was done speaking, a deafening silence fell over the lounge.

Mason’s voice was arctic as it pierced through the still air. “All of them agreed to this?”

Sean pursed his lips and answered honestly, “Yes.”

Upon hearing this, Mason stubbed out his half-smoked cigarette in the ashtray, his eyes darkening with rage.

What a bunch of traitorous fools!

It was time for him to take care of these imbeciles for Janet. Corey, in particular, had played him and Janet for fools, but Mason would not let him get away with this.

“Keep an eye on Corey and let me know if he makes any sudden movements,” the man said icily.

“Understood,” Sean replied, then paused before asking, “Young Master Mason, when do we strike against Corey?”

Mason frowned slightly as he answered, “We’ll make our move when our forces from Sandfort City arrive and after Jan recovers.”

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While Mason wanted nothing more than to get rid of these traitors for Janet, he knew that he could not do so at the expense of the MX.

Mason was about to leave when Sean said, “Young Master Mason, you should know that Old Madam Lowry has already caught wind of Miss Jackson’s injuries.”

Upon hearing this, Mason did not get out of his seat and instead froze in it. His brows drew together as he asked sourly, “How did she find out in the first place?”

Telling her about what happened to Janet will only make her panic.

Join Telegram Group For Fast update and Novel QuerySean’s eyes were downcast as he answered, “I have orders from Old Madam Lowry to inform her of anything that happens to Miss Jackson. We wouldn’t dare disobey her orders.”

With his head hung and his tone resentful, it was easy to see that Sean was torn between having to heed both Mason and Old Madam Lowry’s orders.

Mason sighed and rubbed his temples in frustration.

He was sure that there would be yet another havoc wreaked in the hospital today.

When he returned to the VIP hospital room to find that Janet was not there, the devilish smile slipped off of his handsome face.

Where’s Janet? I’ve only been out for a couple of minutes. How did she disappear so quickly?

Join Telegram Group For Fast update and Novel QueryPanicking, he ran over to the reception counter and demanded, “Where’s the girl in the VIP room?”

“Young Master Mason, are you referring to Miss Jackson? She’s gone out for a walk with an elderly woman.”

Upon hearing this, Mason let out a sigh of relief.

An elderly woman? It must surely be the old madam.

Mason had been getting so worked up over Corey that for a brief moment he believed that the latter had dropped by and taken Janet away from him.

With a frown on his face, he shook off his nerves and headed out toward the yard.

Meanwhile, out in the yard, Old Madam Lowry placed a hand over Janet’s and her eyes rimmed red once more as she said in a pained voice, “My poor little Janet—every time I see you, you’re covered in wounds and scars.”

Janet didn’t know whether to laugh or cry when she saw that the older woman was about to burst into tears. “I’m fine, Old Madam Lowry.”

“I simply don’t understand how anyone could hurt an angel like you, Janet.”

“Stop worrying, Old Madam Lowry. The doctor said I’ll be as good as new after a couple days of rest. Besides, I’m already used to this.”

Old Madam Lowry heaved a sigh and clasped Janet’s hand tightly. “Janet, if anything happens to you, I don’t know how I’m going to face Mason’s parents.”

She would never allow Mason to be in a relationship with anyone new if Janet was gone. As far as she was concerned, Janet was the only girl worthy of being her granddaughter-in-law.

Then, the old madam chastised herself, No! I shouldn’t jinx it! Janet’s not gone—she’s here and she’s fine! She’s going to bear chubby sons and pretty daughters for Mason!

Janet smiled but said nothing more.

Meanwhile, Mason had only just walked into the yard when he saw two familiar figures, one of which was an elderly lady who was hunched over and the other a petite girl.

Old Madam Lowry was about to say something when she caught sight of Mason from her peripheral view. She chuckled slightly and said, “That punk is here.”

Janet blinked, then turned to acknowledge Mason with a smile before letting out a small laugh. “Come over here, Mason.”

Her voice was so soft and dulcet that the man found himself walking over to her obediently.

“What are you doing here, Grandma?”

Old Madam Lowry scoffed. “Why didn’t you tell me about what happened to Janet? I even have to hear about it from Sean!”

Mason was silent for a moment and he glanced at Janet as he said in a clipped tone, “The breeze is picking up. You should head inside before you catch a cold.”

Janet looked at him with mute resignation. Not wanting to come off as rude in front of the old madam, she gave Mason’s hand a subtle squeeze and said, “I’m fine.”

However, there was a hard edge to Mason’s voice as he ignored Janet and addressed the old madam expressionlessly, “I’ll bring Janet back to her room, Grandma. I’ll get Sean to drop you home later.”

Upon hearing this, Old Madam Lowry’s expression darkened.

How dare this punk chase me away? How ungrateful of him! I’m not even here to see him—I’m here to see Janet!

“Stop where you are,” Old Madam Lowry commanded, clearly outraged. Then, she turned to Janet and said gently, ‘Janet, go back inside. I need to have a few words with Mason.”

Janet was hesitant but finally she nodded and said, “Okay.”

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Mason watched as Janet’s back disappeared from view, and he turned to look at Old Madam Lowry with a dark look in his eyes. “What is it, Grandma?”

The older woman glowered at him balefully and snapped, “You useless punk! You should thank your lucky stars that Janet is safe and sound, otherwise I’d beat you to death!”

As she said this, she reached up and made to act on her threat.

Mason flinched, dodging away from her as he looked at her incredulously. He sounded frustrated as he muttered, “Alright, alright—I promise I won’t let anything like this happen again. I’m sorry for making you worried, Grandma.”

Join Telegram Group For Fast update and Novel QueryHis voice was thick with guilt and his gaze was trained on the ground.

At the sight of this, Old Madam Lowry softened. She couldn’t remember the last time she had seen the prideful man before her look so downtrodden and riddled with self-blame.

Nonetheless, she cleared her throat and maintained an air of indifference as she said, “You’ve been dating Janet for quite some time now. What are your plans for your future together?”

Mason looked stoic as he replied flatly, “I have no plans whatsoever.”

The old madam had no comeback for that. She couldn’t believe what she had just heard and she stared at him darkly as she demanded, “What do you mean you have no plans? Do you not plan on making an honest woman out of Janet? Is that it?”

He did not meet her gaze and she saw his eyes flash when he shook his head silently.

Join Telegram Group For Fast update and Novel QueryShe grew thunderous and seethed, “Do you not love Janet?”

I’ve seen the way he looks at her; how can he not love her? Why doesn’t he plan on marrying her, though?

Mason’s eyes darkened. “I do love her, but now is not the time for marriage.”

Bstard! ‘I love you but I can’t marry you’—what a typical thing for a bstard to say!’

Old Madam Lowry reached up and jabbed him harshly in the shoulder. “What do you mean now isn’t the time for marriage? I didn’t peg you for a Lothario, Mason, but I guess I was wrong!”

She wanted to snarl at this useless grandson of hers. Mason and Janet had been together for nearly a year now—if they moved at this rate, Old Madam Lowry wondered when she would finally be able to have great-grandchildren.

Mason pursed his lips but his gaze was unwavering as he explained, “There are some things I have to take care of, Grandma. I can’t promise her a future right now.”

I’m going to propose to her as soon as I bring an end to this whole Corey business.

Old Madam Lowry was speechless for a moment, unsure as to what her grandson might be getting up to. He certainly seemed dedicated.

“Mason, I’ll keep fretting over this as long as you don’t propose to Janet. Don’t you ever think that she might grow to resent you, seeing as she’s dating you under the guise of J’Adore? Where does she stand in this relationship of yours? I don’t care what it takes, but finish off that business of yours as soon as possible and make plans for a proposal. As for the wedding and the matter of revealing her true identity to the public, we can wait until after she graduates.” There was a stubborn edge to the old madam’s voice as she said all of this, and she did not sound as though she would budge for anything less.

“Okay; I understand,” Mason promised in a gravelly tone after a pause.

Upon hearing this, Old Madam Lowry stiffened. She gaped at him before she narrowed her eyes suspiciously. “Do you?”

“Yes,” he answered with the barest of smiles. “I’ll take care of it as soon as possible.”

She beamed. “Right, then. We’ll have the engagement party right after your proposal!”

In the President’s Office in Markovia, the underlings were all uneasy and restless after finding out that Lara and Desire had been to the ruins of Ebony Town. They tread carefully around the President, afraid that they might say something wrong and trigger his rage.

More to the point, news was going around that J’Adore and Prime Minister Welch might still be alive.

If that was true, the two of them would definitely go after the President.

The President had been uptight since coming out of the conference room, and he had a bitter look on his face. “Why don’t you take a break, Mr. President?” one of the underlings suggested.

The President was obviously far too upset to eat as he asked instead, “What were you all talking about?”

The underlings bristled and panic rose within them as they avoided the President’s eyes.

“Out with it!” he thundered, his face darkening. “Did you hear anything about J’Adore and Prime Minister Welch surviving the explosion?”

They swallowed, their lips pressed into grim, hard lines as they remained silent.

“I see what this is… We don’t even know if J’Adore is dead or alive, but all of you are already planning to grovel your way into her good graces now, aren’t you? You’re all planning to rebel!”

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Just as Corey was throwing random objects at his men in a fit of rage, another one of his subordinates came jogging up to him. “Mr. President! There’s news—news on J’Adore and Prime Minister Welch!”

“Well, what is it? They’re dead, aren’t they? Have their remains been found at the site?” Corey demanded urgently, feeling as though he was on the verge of going insane.

“No,” the subordinate answered as he shook his head. He hesitated for a beat before he continued, “According to the latest information, both Prime Minister Welch and J’Adore are still alive, and the latter is currently receiving treatment at the First Hospital.”

“How is that possible?” Corey took a step backward, disbelief and abject horror flashing across his features as a wave of hopelessness seized him.

Join Telegram Group For Fast update and Novel QueryNo; it’s impossible! How could Prime Minister Welch and J’Adore have escaped from the traps in Ebony Town? How could they possibly survive? And it seems as if J’Adore wasn’t badly injured, either!

“That’s not possible.” Corey’s words came out in a rush of panic. His chest tightened and he could taste the coppery scent of blood in his mouth. “J’Adore and Prime Minister Welch were both poisoned by the neurotoxin,” he barked coldly. “They couldn’t have survived that.”

The subordinate who informed him of the news grew desperate. “But they did survive, Mr. President, and the nurse at the hospital said J’Adore can be discharged tomorrow!”

Upon hearing this, Corey felt the color drain from his face.

J’Adore was not known for her forgiving nature, and she would most definitely come after him once she was discharged from the hospital. Corey was as good as dead.

I can’t just die in their hands like this!

Join Telegram Group For Fast update and Novel QueryHe growled, “Quick; get the plane ready and fly me out to Yobril right away!”

Hiding out in Yobril was the only way for him to save himself, and he could also follow up on the matter of the virus that Melissa was creating.

“Mr. President, if you leave now, don’t you think it would only make J’Adore suspicious?” the subordinate asked hesitantly.

Corey glared at him and hissed through gritted teeth, “Are you an idiot? Do you think J’Adore isn’t smart enough to figure out who’s behind all this? Are you saying I should just wait around for her to kill me?”

“Well, if that’s the case, Mr. President, why don’t you strike first?” the subordinate murmured as his eyes flashed deviously.

“Tell me what you have in mind!”

The subordinate chuckled coldly. “Since J’Adore already knows about this, why don’t we go over to the hospital today and kill her before she comes for us?”

“Are you really that stupid?” Corey yelled. He had a feeling he might collapse from talking to these morons. “J’Adore and Prime Minister Welch probably already have eyes everywhere in the hospital after what happened at Ebony Town. If we go over now, we’ll be marching straight to our deaths!” he roared.

The subordinate blinked, then hung his head as he sighed defeatedly. “That makes sense.”

Corey ground his teeth and clenched his fists, then snapped impatiently, “Well, what are you waiting for? Go and get that plane ready!”

“Got it, Mr. President. Right away.”

Meanwhile, on the other end, Mason was still at First Hospital when he received news of Corey’s plan to escape from Markovia.

Mason had put the call on speaker while he peeled an apple but upon hearing the news, he paused and stared at the phone on the table. “What?”

The next moment, he put the apple down and rose from his seat, then took his phone as he prepared to leave.

However, Janet had heard everything that was said over the phone.

Her eyes gleamed and she reached out swiftly to hold onto his hand.

Mason stopped in his tracks and after drawing in a breath, he turned to give Janet a loving smile. “Be good. I’m going out to make a phone call. Wait for me here.”

She did not let him go and instead said stonily, “Don’t lie to me. You promised me that we’ll take him down together.”

The man had not forgotten the promise he made but he insisted, “Babe, this is a very particular situation and I’m afraid I can’t let you come along. You’re still recovering.”

“If I’m not going, then you aren’t either!” As she said this, she extended her legs and wrapped them around his waist to keep him from taking another step toward the door.

When he felt her slender legs snake around the lean muscles of his waist, his gaze darkened. He took another breath, feeling resigned as he looked at her adoringly. “I promise I’ll come back safely, Jan.”

“No,” she refused, then clung tighter to him. “You can’t go unless you let me come with you.”

She was stubborn and she had made her point. He had to make a decision; if he did not agree to let her come along with him, Corey could very well slip away from his grasp today.

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Knowing that there was no other choice, Mason suppressed a sigh and said, “Alright, then; get changed. We’ll go together.”

Upon his arrival at the private airport in Markovia, Corey noticed that there was something different about today.

There were more people than usual in the vicinity and he couldn’t help but feel as though something was off.

“What’s going on?” Corey asked warily.

Join Telegram Group For Fast update and Novel QueryHis subordinate looked around and he sounded somewhat bewildered as he asked, “Do you think that perhaps J’Adore’s men have discovered your plans to escape, sir?”

Corey’s face blanched at this, and panic seized him as he demanded, “How much time left before I can board the plane?”

“About… about half an hour, sir.”

Half an hour—that’s more than enough time for J’Adore to kill me!

“Quick! Find a place to hide and send someone to hold them off!” Corey was desperate now as he didn’t expect J’Adore to strike so soon.

Outside the airport, the men working for Janet and Mason had the whole private airport surrounded.

Join Telegram Group For Fast update and Novel QuerySean was holding up a megaphone and his voice was amplified as he ordered, “If you see anyone suspicious, take them down immediately!”

“Understood!” the men responded in unison.

Sean brought the megaphone away from his lips and headed over to Mason before he asked, “Young Master Mason, what if Corey doesn’t come out from hiding?”

After all, it wasn’t as if they could shoot down the President of Markovia in a private airport.

Mason pursed his lips and his eyes darkened as he said, “Bring a couple of men with you and stop him from boarding the plane.”

“Got it.” Sean nodded before he backed away hastily.

Mason refused to believe that Corey would miss getting on the plane. Besides, it wasn’t as if the man could hide forever—he had to come out at some point and by then, Mason would be ready to take him down.

He snapped out of his thoughts when he saw a figure approaching them, and turned to see that it was an airport staffer.

She came to a stop before him and Janet, then bowed her head respectfully in greeting before asking, “Sir, ma’am, this is a private airport. May I ask what you are doing here?”

Janet appeared nonchalant as she answered, “Arresting a fugitive.”

The staffer frowned slightly in confusion. “This is the President’s private airport, ma’am. Why would there be a fugitive here?”

Mason slowly pulled out his gun and he was unfazed as he explained coldly, “We’re here to arrest the President of Markovia.”

The staffer was taken aback by this but her profession required her to force down her fear, and she demanded as calmly as she could, “Mr. Hills is the leader of an entire country. He isn’t someone that you can arrest at your own whim.”

“Oh?” Janet mused, then slowly took out a badge that was strapped to her waist and held it up to the staffer’s face. A wicked gleam flashed in her eyes as she drawled, “Maybe you should take a look at this.”

The staffer did as she was told and after a few seconds, she blinked out of her reverie, finally recognizing the badge for what it was.

The MX! The people from the MX are here to capture the President? Has there been a conflict between the MX and President Hills?

Upon seeing the fear that registered on the staffer’s face, Janet said coldly, “Get out of the way.”

The other girl heeded her words and she hurriedly backed away.

Meanwhile, time passed quickly as Corey hid in the lounge of the private airport. He had fifteen minutes left before he had to board the plane, but said lounge was surrounded by those who worked for his two nemeses and he dared not step out from behind these four walls.

However, he knew he couldn’t hide in here forever.

Panic stirred within him. Am I really going to be captured by J’Adore?

“Mr. President.” His subordinate interjected his thoughts and pointed out frantically, “If you don’t board the plane now, you’re going to miss the flight for today.”

Corey gritted his teeth at this and hissed in annoyance, “I know that! But J’Adore is out there, waiting to capture me. How the hell am I supposed to go out?”

With one swipe of his arm, all the books on the table fell to the ground.

He glared down at the books and stomped on them, much like how he would like to trample on J’Adore right now.

Just then, a picture of a girl in an open, crumpled magazine caught his eye.

His gaze swept over her long hair and her dress, and inspiration struck. He beckoned for his subordinate hastily. “Quick—find me a wig and a long dress, and bring them to me within the next five minutes!”

If he disguised himself as a woman, he might just be able to sneak past J’Adore’s men and get on the plane!

He had to admit that he hated having to resort to such desperate measures just so he wouldn’t be captured, but he was left with no other choice.

As confusing as the President’s request was, the subordinate did not question it and instead did as he was told.

Outside, Janet was slowly losing patience as she sat on the bench in the boarding hall. She turned and raised a brow at Mason, grinning menacingly as she said, “Why don’t we burst in with our men and take him where he stands?”

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She had no intention to spare Corey even a second of his sorry life.

Mason’s lips twitched at her bloodthirsty suggestion. He clapped a hand on her shoulder and said, “Stay still. I’ll bring the men in.”

“No,” Janet protested, tugging on his shirt to prevent him from leaving her. She was displeased as she said, “Remember what you promised me?” We’ll take him down together. She refused to let him have all the fun without her, and insisted for him to make good on his word.

The man smiled, his eyes turning into crescents as he regarded her teasingly, “I didn’t peg you for the clingy type.”

Join Telegram Group For Fast update and Novel QueryShe blinked at his remark, then broke into a small laugh before turning to beckon her underlings over. “Fall in.”

“Roger that.”

Mason stepped in front of Janet, shielding her as he said, “Stay behind me.”

Knowing that she had no choice but to follow him, Janet kept silent as she stood behind him. However, just as they were about to charge in, the doors to the lounge swung open.

Everyone, including Mason and Janet, turned to stare at the open doors. The air around them seemed to grow still as they held their breaths and waited for someone to step out from within. Much to their surprise, the only figure that came out from behind those doors was a staffer dressed in uniform.

False alarm. The underlings exchanged looks with one another. “Oh—it’s just a false alarm.”

Join Telegram Group For Fast update and Novel QueryJanet and Mason, on the other hand, were silent, though they remained wary. Just as the staffer was disappearing from view, Janet narrowed her eyes and found that there was something off about her. “Don’t you think there’s something familiar about that woman?” she asked, her crisp voice breaking the silence.

Mason raised his brow, and his dark eyes became slits as he guessed, “Do you think it was Corey?”

“I do,” Janet answered firmly.

“Let’s go, then.”

Meanwhile, Sean was stationed just outside the boarding hall, scanning every person that filed past him. He looked somber as he called out his orders to the other men, “Let me know if you see anyone suspicious.”

“Understood.”

Just then, a tall and broad-shouldered woman dressed in uniform was making her way up the plane. When she passed by Sean, the briefcase she was carrying accidentally scratched his thigh. Nevertheless, he shrugged it off and continued to scrutinize the other passengers.

Suddenly, a deep voice called out from behind him, “Sean, stop the plane from taking off!” He turned and was shocked to find Young Master Mason running toward him.

Meanwhile, the plane engines were roaring to life, which meant that the plane was going to take off soon.

A thought flashed in Sean’s mind. The tall and broad-shouldered woman from just now… Could that… Could that have been Corey?

His eyes widened but by the time he turned back to look at the plane, he saw its wheels were already moving on the track. “Stop the plane!” he roared, but his voice was drowned out by the loud whirring of the plane engines.

When Mason and Janet finally arrived at the scene, the plane had already taken off. “F*ck!” Mason cursed and the air around him grew cold. He kicked the signboard next to him with such force that it cracked into two; it was clear that he was outraged.

Everyone held their breaths, afraid that the slightest sound from them would only infuriate the man further. Sean, on the other hand, knew that he had made a grave mistake. He lowered his gaze and walked toward Mason with his head hung low, the self-blame thick in his voice as he said, “It was my fault, Young Master Mason. I wasn’t attentive enough and I let him get away. I will gladly receive any punishment from you and Miss Jackson.”

A deadly silence settled in the hall. Mason’s lips were pressed into a grim line. He then barked coldly, “He was right under your nose! How could you let him slip away like that?”

Sean’s head dropped even lower. He could not protest, because he did let the man slip past him when he should have followed his instincts and detained that suspiciously tall and broad-shouldered ‘woman’.

A shadow passed over Mason’s handsome face. “From today onward, all of you will spend half a month at the training base, and don’t bother coming back if you don’t complete the mission!”

Upon hearing this, Sean shuddered. In all the years he had served by Mason’s side, he had never once made a mistake grave enough to be sent to the training base for half a month as punishment. Even he knew how brutal things could get at the training base.

Sean lifted his gaze, a look of disbelief on his face. Janet, on the other hand, pursed her lips and glanced at Mason as she murmured, “It wasn’t entirely Sean’s fault, so…”

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Mason’s expression was impassive and his voice was icy as he said, “This is a rule of the Lowry Family. There are no exceptions.”

Corey has gotten away. The man who had hurt Jan has gotten away.

For as long as he is still alive, he will be a ticking time bomb.

Mason couldn’t forgive anybody for letting this happen and he certainly couldn’t forgive himself. He had promised Janet the best life, one in which she could be without fear or worry—he said he would do everything to make this possible.

Join Telegram Group For Fast update and Novel QueryAnd yet, he failed miserably to bring this promise into fruition.

Meanwhile, Sean turned to look at Janet with mute despair, as though silently asking her to plead his case.

Janet shot him a meaningful look. “Give us some space. I need to have a few words with Mason.”

Once again, the hall fell silent.

Sean dared not make a move. He waited for Mason to say something but the latter remained silent, his lips pressed into a hard line.

Janet reached out and gave Mason’s fingers a subtle squeeze. “Get them to step down for a bit, hmm?”

Join Telegram Group For Fast update and Novel QueryHer kitten-like behavior made it hard for the man to say no, and there was no point resisting. His lips twitched and he turned his stony expression toward his men as he ordered, “Step down. We’ll talk about this later.”

“Understood,” Sean responded, then straightened and led his men away.

Before long, Janet and Mason were the only two left behind in the hall.

His icy gaze softened as it fell on her. He then said in a resigned tone, “Babe, you know there are rules to follow in the Lowry Family. You shouldn’t have asked for mercy on their behalf.”

Janet raised her brows and her demeanor shifted to one of insouciance as she mused witheringly, “Oh—you mean these rules are exclusively reserved for the Lowry Family? Does that mean I’m not a part of the Lowry Family?”

The man choked and grew flustered. “No; that’s not what I meant, Babe.”

“So what are you trying to say?” Her eyebrows cocked once more. “If I’m not mistaken, you said that those are family rules and I’m not supposed to intervene. You’ve as good as told me that I’m not a part of your family.”

Realizing that she was going to stubbornly hold that against him, Mason sighed inwardly and conceded, “Fine; I’ll do as you say and not punish them.”

I have to placate her no matter what, even if it means going against rules.

Upon hearing this, Janet smirked. “I thank you on their behalf.”

Abruptly, his deep voice resonated close to her ear. “I’m sorry, Babe.” He lowered his gaze and his brows drew together as he continued, clearly blaming himself for what had happened, “I let Corey get away. I couldn’t get rid of him for you.”

“Is that the reason why you got angry?” she asked softly as she reached out to hold his hand.

He met her gaze and nodded, humming flatly in response.

She sat down on the bench, looking decidedly unbothered. “It doesn’t matter. Corey has no power outside of Markovia. Even if he got away, we can still take out the trash that’s been piling up in the organization.”

When the man heard this, he stiffened and looked at her in surprise. “You know about that?”

She let out a small laugh as she eyed him with amusement. “Know about what?”

“About the other organizations turning their backs on you,” he answered.

“Yeah, and it’s time to shake things up a bit, don’t you think?”

She might have been hospitalized for a while now, but it didn’t mean that news would escape her. Besides, it wasn’t as though something as groundbreaking as this would not reach her ears at some point.

Mason grew grim and when he reached out to clasp his hand around hers, he said in a steel-like voice, “I’ll go with you.”

She considered this, then nodded. “Alright.”

On the plane, Corey pulled the cursed wig off of his head and threw it on the ground.

“What’s wrong, Mr. President?” the subordinate asked, wary as he approached the angry man.

Corey’s lips were pressed into a hard line.

He had never been so humiliated in his entire life. He was a seven feet tall man but today, he had to disguise himself as a woman just so he could hide and slip away from the watchful gaze of a little girl. If the other leaders found out about this, he would never be able to live the shame down.

He gritted his teeth as a dark and menacing look twisted his features. “I swear I’ll have my revenge on you, J’Adore.”

He calmed down after what felt like a long moment, and said, “Contact Miss Rocher and tell her that I’ll be dropping by to visit her personally.”

It had been nearly half a month since he last saw her. He wondered if there was any progress with the virus that he had asked her to curate.

“Got it.”

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After having received his orders, the subordinate backed away.

Four hours later, in Yobril, the graceful-looking woman was seated on the stool in the Fuller Corporation’s medical laboratory. She assessed the man before her and asked, “Mr. Hills, are you here to check on the progress of the virus?”

The President pulled his cap lower and nodded. “Yes, how is it going?”

Melissa appeared nonchalant as she answered, “We’re close to completing it, but it might take another half a month before the virus is fully engineered. On top of that, I’m not even sure how it will turn out. I can’t promise that it will work. ”

Join Telegram Group For Fast update and Novel QueryUpon hearing that, the President clenched his fists and pressed his lips into a thin line before he coolly said, “It has to work. Keep in mind that I expect to see the final product after half a month.”

“May I ask why are you in such a hurry, Mr. Hills?”

The President narrowed his eyes and chuckled dryly. “That’s none of your concern, Miss Rocher.”

Melissa pursed her lips and said icily, “In that case, I’m going to need a test subject within half a month, Mr. Hills.”

After all, there was no way of knowing what the effects of the synthetic virus would be without first using it on a test subject.

Pleased to hear that, he did not hesitate to promise her. “Of course. I’ll bring you a human subject within half a month.”

Join Telegram Group For Fast update and Novel Query“Human subject?” She stiffened at that and her eyes widened. “Are you saying that the virus is meant to be used on humans?”

The President nodded. “Of course I’m going to use it on humans. It’s not as if I’m spending billions for you to engineer a virus for animals.”

“No, you can’t.” There was a hard edge to Melissa’s voice as she recoiled from him. “I’m afraid I’ll have to stop all the laboratory work on this.”

She could not imagine how the human body would react to the virus. The effects were far too cruel and volatile. She did not go through medical school to risk human lives.

Upon hearing her words, the President let out a cold bark of laughter. “Are you saying you’re quitting, Miss Rocher?”

Melissa took a deep breath and answered in a clipped tone, “The effects of this virus are cruel and unpredictable. It would be unconscionable of me to use it on a human test subject.”

He slammed his open palm against the table and roared, “You’re already halfway through with the experiment! If you abandon it now, who’s going to pay for the losses?”

“I will. I’ll pay for the losses.” She eyed him steadily, her gaze stubborn and unwavering.

She would rather bear the cost of the experiment than to allow the virus to be used on humans.

Melissa rose from her seat and turned to address the President with a stony expression. “If that concludes your business here, Mr. Hills, you may leave.” With that, she gestured toward the exit.

The President glared at her menacingly in fury and gritted his teeth before sneering, “You won’t just be bearing the losses if you quit the experiment. I wonder how you might fare if I were to leak the audio recording of our previous conversation.”

She stiffened and turned to look at him incredulously as she demanded, “What are you talking about?”

The President closed his eyes and mused, “I happen to have recorded our previous conversation in which you agreed to conduct research on and engineer this deadly virus.” Then, he opened his eyes and looked at her wickedly as he added. “Would you like to have a listen?”

The anger and panic bubbled within Melissa and her face was aghast. She clenched her jaw and cursed, “You b*stard.” He actually recorded our conversation!

Her mind was racing. If he leaked the recording, everyone would know that she was a doctor who would willingly abandon her ethics to have fame and fortune. If that happened, her career in the medical world would be over.

She could not imagine how devastating the consequences would be for her.

With that in mind, she bit her lip and forced herself to regain her composure.

Meanwhile, the President continued darkly, “I don’t think you’d want to end up as a disgraced and unwanted street rat, do you?”

Any amount of clarity and rationality that she may have had dwindled into nothing. Desperation seized her like an icy claw and she knew she had no choice.

Melissa closed her eyes slowly and her red lips parted before she responded, “In that case, please bring me the test subject and the antidote by the end of the month, Mr. Hills.”

He nodded, taken aback by how quickly she had acceded to his demands, and replied, “That won’t be a problem.”

Upon having heard that, Melissa drew in a shaky breath and walked out of the laboratory.

The President watched her leave before he narrowed his eyes and let out a scoff.

After she left the laboratory, Melissa was walking down the hallway when she ran into Sheldon, who came to ask her how the research was going.

“Is something wrong?” he asked when he saw the look on her face.

She shook her head and forced out a tiny smile. “Nothing. Is there something I can help you with, Mr. Fuller?”

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“Yes.” Sheldon nodded his head. “I’m here to talk to you about the project.”

Acting as if her conversation with the President had never happened, Melissa replied, “Alright. Shall we head into your office then?”

“Sure.”

Just as Sheldon nodded, he saw a man scurrying out from the laboratory. The man had a black cap pulled over his head and he looked secretive, as though he was trying to avoid any attention.

Join Telegram Group For Fast update and Novel QuerySheldon frowned when he realized that there was something familiar about the man’s build. He craned his neck to take another look, but the man had disappeared at the end of the hallway.

Meanwhile, following the President’s lucky escape, Janet was officially discharged from the hospital.

There were still a lot of things for Mason to attend to in the Lowry Family Conglomerate and she had a lot of school work to catch up on. The both of them had no choice but to temporarily return to Sandfort City.

This time, they were joined by the likes of Henry, Lee, Lara, and the others.

Lara piped up, “Janet, have you managed to investigate where Corey has gone into hiding?”

“Ah,” Janet responded. She then added nonchalantly. “He’s in Yobril.”

Join Telegram Group For Fast update and Novel QueryGiven his identity, the President’s every move was kept well under wraps and there was hardly any news of him in the city. Even if Janet and Mason were the world’s foremost hackers, the only way for them to pinpoint the President’s exact location was to head over to Yobril themselves.

“Perhaps Desire and I could bring a couple of men over to Yobril and start searching for him,” Lara suggested.

Janet considered it and with a raise of her brows, she agreed. “That’s a good idea. I still have a couple of loose ends to tie up, but after I’m done, I can track him down with you and ambush him in Yobril.”

“Okay,” Lara and Desire replied in unison.

Henry, on the other hand, had heard the details of the President’s escape and how he had slipped past everyone at the private airport.

He wanted to laugh at the thought of the President having to wear women’s clothes to escape unnoticed. As it turned out, the man was willing to do anything to survive.

He pinched the bridge of his nose and when a sudden thought came to mind, he turned to address Mason. “By the way, Young Master Lowry, remember the helicopter that was used for your search and rescue mission? I paid for it out of my own pocket and seeing as you’re still alive, don’t you think you should pay me back?”

When Mason heard it, he lifted his gaze and assessed Henry expressionlessly, his eyes dark and unreadable.

Janet, on the other hand, crossed her legs and laughed lightly. “Hand the invoice over to Lara. It’s not as if money is a problem anyway.”

Henry grinned. “I appreciate it, Janet, but seeing as you offered, I’m willing to let the matter drop.”

“Oh? That’s pretty generous of you!” She could not hide the surprise in her voice.

He rubbed his hands together and chuckled deviously. “I was thinking that you could sing for me in lieu of the payment.”

As soon as he said that, everyone fell silent.

Mason, in particular, had a dangerous look on his face as he bridled next to Janet. He lifted his gaze once more and asked icily, “Henry, say that again.”

Lee could sense the tension that was building in the atmosphere and quickly moved toward the seats at the back.

Lara and Desire, on the other hand, exchanged a nervous glance. They rose from their seats and quickly fell in step behind Lee, not wanting to be caught in the crossfire that was about to happen.

Meanwhile, Henry was so entranced by the thought of hearing Sweet Tune’s melodic voice that he completely ignored the intimidating look on Mason’s face.

After all, it was not as if he was asking Janet to sleep with him. He was only asking her to sing, which seemed like a reasonable suggestion. He looked up and said boldly, “She has a wonderful voice. I’m willing to excuse all debts if she could just perform a song for me.”

Janet raised her brow, looking amused. “The helicopter must have cost you millions.”

Henry nodded earnestly. “That’s right. About thirty million.”

“Thirty million,” she repeated as a smile tugged at the corners of her pink lips before she quipped. “Thirty million for a song. I think it’s a bargain.”

Mason loosened his tie, his lips pressed into a grim line.

“Well, of course. A-list celebrities are paid the same amount to star in a movie, but all you have to do is sing a song. It’s a bargain indeed.”

Janet hummed in response. “Then, we’ll head over to your company when we get back and make a studio recording.”

Meanwhile, the air stewardess pushed the trolley down the aisle.

Mason reached out to grab a drink and without even looking to see what it was, he tilted his head backward and finished it in one gulp.

Meanwhile, Janet glanced up at the air stewardess and said softly, “Water for me, please.”

“Sure.” The air stewardess handed the bottle over to Janet and said. “Here you go, Miss.”

“Thank you.” Janet twisted the cap and took a sip.

When the air stewardess moved down the aisle, Janet turned to speak to Mason, but before she could say anything, she saw that there was a smudge of milk on the corner of his lips.

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Janet reached out and dabbed his lips with her finger, giggling as she said, “You have milk on your lips.”

Mason raised his brows and quickly held her hand before she could retract it. His voice was low as he murmured, “Wipe it off for me then.”

She blinked, but just as she was about to wipe the milk foam off from his lips, she felt a sudden warmth encase her finger.

Mason’s mouth had gently clamped over her index finger and he gave it a teasing bite.

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He laughed and picked up the bottle of milk that he’d left aside. Then, he downed it slowly, deliberately spilling the milk over the corners of his lips. When he was done with his drink, he slid the tip of his tongue out and slowly swiped it across his lips, eyeing her suggestively as he did so.

She swallowed and hastily broke eye contact by turning to face the other direction.

He blinked slowly and drawled with amusement, “Janet, were you looking at me by any chance?”

Janet coughed and tried to keep her voice even as she retorted, “No, you must have been mistaken.”

“Really?” Mason reached out and turned her to face him, appraising her with a dangerous gleam in his eyes as he purred. “Could it be that you wanted me to lick your lips instead?”

Join Telegram Group For Fast update and Novel Query“Don’t be ridiculous,” Janet sputtered as she was flustered.

She marveled at his audacity, although it should not have been a surprise, given his devilish good looks.

All he had to do was look at her and he would stir her deepest desires awake.

She shuddered. She had not always been like this—in fact, lust and physical pleasures had hardly ever crossed her mind. Now, it seemed as if Mason had corrupted her and it was tardy for her to pretend otherwise.

“Jan.” As if he read her thoughts, Mason leaned closer toward her and pressed his lips to her cheeks. Then, he continued in a low, raspy whisper. “It’s only natural for you to feel this way. You don’t have to be embarrassed by it.”

Janet flushed at his words and hurriedly clasped a hand over his mouth. She then turned to glance at Henry. The man may not be paying any attention to them, but she cringed at the thought that he could overhear them. “Okay, I get it. Please stop talking.”

However, Mason only chuckled and unbuckled both their seatbelts. He pulled her up from her seat and said, “Fine. Then, we’ll just have to talk elsewhere.”

“What are you doing?” Janet hissed in bewilderment, trying to keep her voice low.

If Lara and Desire saw her flustered like that, she would lose all her dignity as a leader.

However, she was seized with such panic that she could not hold her ground. She was practically frog-marched toward the private room in the plane, which was not quite as exclusive as its namesake, given that the only thing segregating it from the rest of the aircraft was a piece of curtain.

If there was so much as a breeze, everyone would see that they were hiding in there.

Janet took a cautious step back, but that only invited Mason to step closer to her.

He laughed softly, his low voice only audible to the both of them, and he drawled, “Babe, now that we’re all alone, you can kiss me.”

Janet swallowed and looked away from him, casting her eyes on the floor. “I told you—you must have been mistaken.”

“Is that so?” He smirked and pressed his lips to hers, as though tracing the curve of her mouth with his own. “What if I want you to kiss me?”

Mason sounded stubborn and with his hands clutching her, she could tell that there was no way for her to escape. “Kiss me, Janet,” he said again, though with an air of authority this time.

Janet knew that he would be more inclined to push her boundaries if she did not accede, so she braced herself before she pressed her lips to his.

His lips were cold, but there was something soothing and familiar about them that made her lower her guard.

It was only a kiss, but it was enough to make her heart beat erratically as she melted into him.

Janet did not dare to make another move, afraid that it would only encourage him.

“Is that all you’ve got?” he asked hoarsely and wrapped an arm around her waist before she could respond. His lips found hers once more with an urgency that had not been there the first time.

As much as she hated to admit it, Mason was an expert in kissing. Within minutes, she felt as though every part of her body, even her breath, ached for him.

Mason lowered his head and buried his face into her chest. His voice sounded as if it came from the back of his throat as he demanded, “How was it?”

Janet bit her lip, refusing to answer.

However, he showed no signs of backing down and instead reached under her shirt as he growled, “Answer me, Janet.”

“What do you want me to say?” she asked, feigning innocence.

He bent his head and nipped at her collarbone before saying in a gravelly tone, “Tell me how the kiss was.”