title = Messing With Her? Are You Crazy! Chapter N
The Sterling Sovereign didn’t just control colossal wealth; he held the reigns to the highest-tier offshore financial networks on the global dark web.
Whether it was black-market money laundering pipelines, the flow of gray capital, or the intricate funding webs that kept countless underground syndicates afloat p>
Everything had to pass through The Sterling Sovereign’s hands.
Project Zero-Transit could not afford to offend a man like this.
When they reached the verification checkpoint, other buyers were required to open their carry-on cases for inspection.
But the ship’s crew didn’t dare open Nicholas’s luggage.
They merely ran a scan to check for GPS trackers or signal-jamming devices.
Once they confirmed there was no tracking equipment, they waved him through immediately.
“Right this way, Mr. Sterling.” The director led the way personally.
With one hand casually tucked into his pocket, Nicholas walked at a measured pace.
He was escorted directly to the highest-tier VIP level of the Merchant’s Quarter. This place was entirely different from the standard buyer’s lounge.
It boasted private suites, dedicated attendants, personal wine cellars, and fully soundproofed conference rooms.
He even had priority access to the highest-level transactions.
If he submitted a request, he could view exclusive previews of certain special lots.
The director opened the door to the suite and placed his suitcase inside. “Mr. Sterling, this is your private lounge p>
“Before Project Zero-Transit reaches its destination, should you require anything at all, you need only ring the attendant outside p>
“Additionally, you have the authorization to request a preview of the special lots p>
The director paused, asking tentatively, “May I ask what Mr. Sterling is interested in acquiring on this voyage p>
Nicholas lifted his eyelids and cast him a cool glance.
It was a fleeting look.
But it made a cold sweat break out over the director’s back.
“The most expensive item,” Nicholas replied, his voice husky and devoid of emotion.
The director froze for a second, then his smile widened. “Then you certainly will not be disappointed p>
Nicholas said nothing more.
Knowing how to read the room, the director bowed and quickly backed out, not daring to disturb him further.
Nicholas walked straight over to the porthole, staring out at the pitch-black ocean.
The sea fog was thick, and the hull of the ship vibrated steadily.
Project Zero-Transit was already pulling away from the coastal waters of Vaelion City.
Even if Serena woke up now, she wouldn’t make it aboard.
As long as she wasn’t on this ship, that was enough.
From here on out, he would finish everything she hadn’t managed to do.
He would handle The Raven.
And he would handle the Obsidian Sun, too.
Time ticked by.
The five sectors settled into a temporary calm.
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under Quarantine,
doctors and chemists heads down, processing.
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international elites clinked glasses, spouting pretty words masking their hidden agendas
In the Predator’s Den, hunters excitedly discussed the dark web bounties, some already quietly bartering for intel.
In the security zones, patrol teams fanned out, their synchronized, heavy footsteps echoing through the corridors.
The VIP suites remained as quiet as a secluded sanctuary.
Project Zero-Transit had sealed all external access points.
As time wore on, the massive vessel finally crossed into international waters.
Cellular signals were severed, satellite GPS was jammed, and all external communications flatlined.
From this moment on, the ship officially vanished from the world map.
And at this exact moment p>
The leviathan ceased to belong to any nation. Standard laws no longer applied.
All so-called legislation, order, and the privileges afforded by nationality and status were stripped away entirely. Content Belongs
With the final restraints removed p>
The people on board began to reveal their true colors.
A carnival of darkness had officially begun.