Griffith Squire had originally been lounging around lazily like a wolf pup, but instantly, a bloodthirsty glint flashed in his peach blossom eyes. Sitting upright, his flawlessly handsome face turned cold. Gritting his teeth, he roared angrily, "That bastard! He wants to take advantage of me? Don't hang up yet—I need to make a call to confirm something."
Griffith Squire quickly dialed the operational leader for this mission, but the call wouldn't connect; everyone was completely out of contact.
His expression darkened with a chilling intensity. Ignatius Leclair—what a cunning strategist. Killing two birds with one stone: not only using his influence to rescue Delphine, but also secretly setting up a trap to capture Griffith's people. With these witnesses, Griffith's unauthorized troop movements into the South Seas would be indisputable, leaving him with only two outcomes: exile or covert execution.
