Chapter 1995

At the Millennium, upon learning that Xavier was safely released, Jameson was engulfed in rage. He smashed several antique crystal glasses into pieces.

"Please calm down, Mr. Schmidt." Nicholas' voice on the phone sounded cautious and respectful.

"Everything was planned perfectly. Jasper's secretary was supposed to be doomed. Who would have thought that the scum from the Ivory Gang would change his statement at the last minute and shoulder all the blame himself? It was too unexpected. I couldn't do anything."

"The Ivory Gang pressured him?" Jameson widened his crimson eyes. He then slowly bent down to pick up a piece of broken glass and clenched it tightly in his palm.

The blood seeped through his fingers, staining his pale hand with its vibrant hue.

However, he felt no pain. Instead, the suffocating feeling in his chest eased a bit.

"Marc is already old. Years of fighting have left his body riddled with ailments. He's already retired to the background. Now, the Ivory Gang is und