Chapter 1150
International Convention Center, Backstage.
This was a highly classified control area, restricted to top-level federal personnel.
But Serena walked right in, and no one stopped her.
In fact, the Federal Cyber Security Bureau agents bowed respectfully when they saw her. “Miss Lancaster p>
Serena gave a slight nod and pushed open the door to the control room.
Inside was a whole bank of screens with various data streams dancing across them.
The entire wall was covered in large monitors, densely packed with surveillance feeds.
Nicholas Blackwood was sitting in front of the largest screen. Hearing the noise, he turned around.
Upon seeing Serena, a devastatingly charming smile graced his handsome, almost ethereal face. “Serena p>
Serena walked over and stood beside him. “How is it p>
“Exactly as you predicted. Arthur Doyle… is dead.” Nicholas wrapped an arm around her waist and pointed at the large screen in front of them. “I have to hand it to you, Serena, you predicted every single move p>
Serena curled her lip, her gaze fixed on the screen.
Just ten minutes ago.
Arthur had been escorted out of the venue under SWAT custody.
But Arthur’s bodyguards had suddenly rebelled and “rescued” him from the police.
Of course p>
This was all a play orchestrated by Serena.
After all, those were elite federal SWAT officers. How could they let Arthur’s bodyguards snatch him away so easily?
Naturally, the panicked Arthur, facing the threat of death, was far too desperate to be suspicious right now.
His only thought was escaping this place.
Under the cover of his bodyguards, he fled to the underground parking garage.
He knew the Doyle family was finished, totally destroyed.
Sitting in the car arranged by his bodyguards, Arthur pulled out a specially encrypted satellite phone with trembling hands and dialed a number.
He dropped straight to his knees in the back of the car, crying and begging. “Mr. Envoy, please save me p>
“The Doyle family has been exposed. Please have the organization send someone to extract me from Elyndor p>
An icy voice came from the other end of the line. “Trash. The Obsidian Sun does not need useless abandoned pawns p>
“The Doyle family has been added to the purge list p>
Arthur’s face drained of color as he wept and pleaded, “As long as I get out of the country, I can still work for the organization! f an get more specimens! I beg you, beg th
organization to give me one more chance. I’m still useful, I swear I’m still useful p>
“Beep p>
But the only response was the dial tone.
Arthur looked up in sheer despair.
At that moment, the sound of SWAT boots suddenly approached the garage. Arthur’s face turned stark white, and he hurriedly urged the bodyguard to drive.
The next second.
His most trusted bodyguard suddenly drew a pistol, the dark muzzle pressing directly against Arthur’s forehead.
He pulled the trigger without a moment’s hesitation.
“Bang p>
Arthur’s eyes went wide, and he collapsed in a pool of blood in absolute disbelief.
He never imagined that after playing with human lives for years, he would ultimately be defeated by a twenty-year-old girl.
And now, he had died at the hands of his most trusted guard.
By the time, the SWAT officers rushed into the garage, the
bodyguard had already put the gun to his own temple and pulled the trigger, falling to the ground.
Cutting off all visible leads.
The footage froze.
Serena looked at the screen and let out a light scoff. “That must be one of The Obsidian Sun’s trained killers right? Arthur never knew he had a knife resting against his neck the whole time p>
The people at The Obsidian Sun were truly ruthless.
The Doyle family had done their dirty work for years.
But the moment things went south, they were discarded without a second thought.
It truly was The Obsidian Sun Laboratory, treating human life like dirt.