April trailed off, then suddenly realized what he was implying. "You're not... planning to go after Bennett, are you?" she asked, shocked.
Vincent sighed. To be honest, he actually admired Bennett. It was a shame the young man didn't know what was good for him.
"I have no choice. He's in our way."
April: "With Bennett's skills, it's nearly impossible to kill him. Besides, if we make a move and something goes wrong, the Thompsons will never let us get away with it."
"You're right. It would be too risky for us to do it ourselves," Vincent said. "But Bennett is a soldier. If he were to have some kind of... accident during a mission, he'd be hailed as a hero who died for his country, and it would have nothing to do with us."
"You want to do it while he's on a mission?" April was stunned for a moment, but after thinking it over, she realized it was indeed the safest way.
"April, I recall your cousin is in the same unit as Bennett," Vincent added.
April had a cousin who was a political officer in Bennett's unit. They were on pretty good terms.
April: "We have a good relationship, but asking him to help me assassinate the heir to the Thompson family? That's a huge risk. I doubt he'd agree to it."
Vincent: "Don't worry. I'll arrange it."
Whether in politics or the military, no one's hands are completely clean. Once you find some leverage and add a little financial incentive, anyone can be controlled.
…
Yvonne didn't see Thomas again until her last day of filming.
He was the third male lead in the series, so his part wasn't huge. He hadn't been able to join the cast of *The Cyan Fox* because filming for his previous project ran long. By the time he finally arrived on set, Yvonne had already finished all her scenes.
"I can't believe you've already wrapped. Congratulations," Thomas said. He had just finished his makeup and was wearing a wig cap but hadn't changed into his costume yet.
He was holding a large bouquet of flowers, which he offered to Yvonne.


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