Chapter 1144

"Right away, I'll get the word out."

With a respectful nod, Marcus turned and exited the office.

Yousef stood there, a storm brewing in his icy glare. As he stared down at the tablet's screen—news of Dylan's death flashed up at him, fueling his towering rage.

Out of the blue, Yousef had an idea. He whipped out his phone, scrolled through his contacts, and hit the dial. The moment the call connected, he flashed a crafty grin and chirped, "Hey, is this Mr. Jenson? Been ages, man, haha... Nah, nothing urgent. Just realized it's been forever since we caught up. How about dinner tonight?"

Meanwhile, Liam had just escorted Sunniva back to Bristow Group from Peakstone Village and made a beeline for the local market.

He wandered the stalls, picking up all of Celena's favorite veggies, and then sauntered home with his haul.

However, no sooner had he left the market than a gang of muscle-bound brutes sprang out, encircling him.

Their ringleader, a mass of scars and brawn with straw-yellow