Without any leads on them, tracking them down after tonight would be next to impossible.
“If we don’t let them go, Marcia’s as good as dead.”
Aloys stood his ground, cold as ice, eyes narrowed with a sly glint. “If she really is a genetic mutant, she’ll have to come back to the Isle of Veil for the cure. And besides…”
His gaze darkened a shade, lips curving into a wicked smile. “She’s not the only mutant out there.”
Rena froze, then pieced it together in an instant.
Of course.
There was another one. Someone who had already reached out to the genetic research institute. That one would be way easier to control than this brat.
No cure meant she’d die eventually anyway.
Thinking about it, Rena felt a lot better.
As for Mr. X…
Rena glanced up at the monitor, eyes locked on Anthony, lips pressed tight.
They would definitely meet again.
Next time, he wouldn’t get so lucky.
With Aloys and Rena watching, the group left the casino.
The bodyguards stayed tense, on edge, but nobody dared to make a move. They just watched as the car pulled away from The Gilded Wheel.
“This is embarrassing,” one of the bodyguards muttered under his breath.
“Aloys and Rena were so confident this was in the bag. Who could’ve seen this coming…”
“Five hundred against five, and we still lost.”
“No one gets away with making the Hawk family look like fools twice. Except for Mr. X, apparently.”
They traded glances, looking back at the casino entrance. The place had just been fixed, only to get trashed all over again.
No one had any words left.


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