Chapter 1477
Meanwhile.
It was past three in the morning when Nicholas returned to the Blackwood estate.
The car pulled into the grounds, the surroundings so quiet that only the faint rustle of wind through the branches could be heard.
After the car parked, he didn’t get out.
He leaned back against the seat with his long legs slightly bent. The collar of his black dress shirt was unbuttoned, revealing a sliver of his pale collarbone.
The lighting inside the car was dim.
He raised a hand, his thumb slowly brushing across the corner of his lips.
The cold, subtle scent of the girl seemed to linger there.
He remembered how she had stepped out of the shower, her damp hair draped over her shoulders, her expression languid as her fingers grabbed his tie and pulled him close.
Those clear, breathtaking eyes.
Candid.
Lazy.
Yet holding a hint of careless indulgence.
It was like a fire that burned from the corner of his lips straight into his chest.
Nicholas’s Adam’s apple bobbed slightly, his gaze darkening in an instant.
She had kissed him so lightly, like a reward.
Yet it was more lethal than the most intense seduction.
He closed his eyes and let out a low chuckle.
He admitted it.
He really had been completely captivated just now.
Serena had been far too compliant tonight.
So compliant that… it didn’t feel like her.
She had agreed to move out together with everyone in three days.
She had even looked him in the eye before he left, repeating the promise over and
over.
But the lingering unease in Nicholas’s heart simply wouldn’t fade.
Because he knew her too well.
Serena was too smart.
And far too accustomed to shouldering danger on her own.
She was never the type to obediently hide behind someone else.
The more obedient she acted, the quieter she was, the more she pretended everything was fine, the more worried he became.
A place like Whitecliffe Harbor was a true lawless zone.
It was an illicit black market.
Unlike the Gray Zone, it was a den of absolute malice and brutality.
An invitation personally delivered by the Obsidian Sun.
That wasn’t just a standard setup.
It was a blatant trap laid out by The Raven right in front of her.
The moment she boarded that ship, she would be walking straight into the Obsidian Sun’s pre-arranged kill zone.
Nicholas slowly opened his eyes.
His predatory gaze, which had been so soft and tender in front of Serena just
moments ago, was now icy and ruthless.
He pulled out his phone and dialed a number.
It connected almost instantly.
A respectful, almost fearful voice came through the line. “Sir, you’ve finally reached out. What are your orders p>
Nicholas kept his eyes half-closed, his tone devoid of warmth. “I need a boarding pass for Project Zero-Transit p>
The person on the other end clearly hesitated.
Then, their tone grew cautious.
“Project Zero-Transit? Sir, that ship is indeed docking at Whitecliffe
Harbor soon, but their vettinget
process is extremely strict Ordinary
buyers have
o clearance to board.
“However p>
The man quickly chuckled. “If The Sterling Sovereign wishes to board, it would be
Project Zero-Transit’s utmost honor p>
“No one on Project Zero-Transit would dare refuse you p>
Nicholas replied flatly, “Arrange it immediately p>
“Understood. We will instantly activate the international corporate dark web channels to secure the highest-clearance Raven-Plume Pass for The Sterling Sovereign p>
Nicholas gave a faint hum of acknowledgment.
The man paused, then added respectfully, “Sir, things are incredibly volatile on Project
II
Zero-Transit right now. Rumor has it that high-ranking members of the Obsidian Sun are holding the fort p>
“For you to personally board the ship at a time like this, is it because p>
“That is not for you to ask,” Nicholas interrupted, his voice dropping a few degrees.
The man fell silent instantly. “Yes, sir. I will arrange your pass immediately. It will be delivered before tomorrow p>
Nicholas ended the call.
He leaned back against the seat, staring into the oppressive night sky.
Why had he mobilized his alias as The Sterling Sovereign?
To completely eradicate anyone who dared lay a finger on Serena.