"You will die here because of greed." Nord tried to use a threatening tone to make Verak aware of the danger.
"Nord...we stand at different angles, face and carry different things." How could Verak not know how dangerous it is to stay here, but he knew that Nord was worried about his safety, so he spoke calmly
Get up, "You know, I made a very wrong choice, and I don't want to make the same mistake again and again. From now on, it's just me and it's completely my own business. I don't need to worry about you. Just let go."
Drive further."
Nord stopped talking. He didn't understand why Verak would do this, even though he had already made so much money, he still wanted to stay here.
It's a pity that no one can persuade Verak now.
"Diaz, Nord, please protect me." Verak patted Diaz on the shoulder, sighed, turned and left, and was quickly swallowed up by the crowd and disappeared.
Nord's bloodshot eyes reflected the crowd.
Diaz was carrying a box containing a huge sum of 550,000 gold grams and looked around warily: "Mr. Nord, let's go."
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"Sir." Daniel got out of the car and waited. When he saw Verak coming back, he opened the door for him.
Verak sat in the car smoothly: "Go back, go back to the mansion."
"Understood." Daniel closed the rear door, got into the driver's seat, started the car and left Clayton Gardens, returning to the Thomas Family Mansion.
"Have you met your friend?" Daniel asked.
"I saw it." Verak said.
He lowered his head slowly, and although he was reluctant to leave, he did not choose to turn his head and look towards Clayton Garden, looking for Nord and Diaz in the crowd.
At this moment, he felt unprecedented loneliness and relief.
There are no worries and burdens, and there is no place where you can show your tired, true self when you are tired of pretending.
"Are your friends okay?" Daniel glanced at Verak, "Will what happened today affect them?"
"Everything is fine, I hope not." Verak felt that his eyelids were extremely heavy, so he said hello to Daniel, "I'm going to take a nap first, and call me when you're about to arrive."
"Yes sir."
When Verak was woken up, the car had already stopped in front of the Thomas family mansion.
"Didn't I ask you to wake me up earlier?" Verak rubbed the bridge of his nose and sat upright with his sore body.
Daniel looked worried: "The car was so bumpy just now that you didn't even wake up. Seeing how sleepy you are, I really can't bear to wake you up..."
"What's the point? Can't I sleep when I go back?" Verak didn't care, "I just want to wake up early and cheer myself up. It's best not to show my fatigue in front of them."
"Sorry, sir, I disrupted your plan..." Daniel apologized.
Seeing that Daniel felt ashamed over such a trivial matter, Verak grinned: "It's okay, you have worked hard today. Have a good rest. We will see you tomorrow."
After saying that, Verak got out of the car, put his hands in his pockets, and stood at the door of the mansion, looking at it. The luxury was still turbid in his eyes.
It was approaching ten o'clock in the evening, and Verak walked into the living room. Carmine's family was nowhere to be seen. Only Fletcher was waiting for his return at the door, holding back his sleepiness.
"Fletcher, go get some rest early." When Verak passed by, he said to Fletcher, whose face was full of resentment, and then went straight upstairs to his room.
The room was no different from when he left. He opened the closet and looked under his clothes. The files were still there, indicating that Carmine did not search his room while he was away.
He had neglected this point before and was still a little worried about it.
However, even if Carmine does not search now, it does not mean that he will not search in the future. For safety reasons, Verak must find a more suitable hiding place for these files as soon as possible.
Just when Verak had just put the file back and blocked it with his clothes, Fletcher opened the door and walked in without saying hello.
Verak calmly took off his clothes and hung them in the closet: "Is there anything else?"
"Do you think I waited for you so late just to listen to your advice to me to go to bed early?" Fletcher was very dissatisfied and sat down at the desk angrily. "Mr. Carmine asked me to ask one thing when you come back.
What is your relationship with Master Chris?"
It seems that Carmine has indeed recognized himself as a member of the Equality Society, otherwise he would not have asked himself this question.
The situation was a little more favorable to Verak. He hesitated to speak, thinking about how to reply to further deepen Carmine's wrong impression of him: "Actually, whether in my opinion or in your opinion, I am Chris.
A puppet of Comrade. It's just that you want me to replace his body, and I want to inherit his soul and thoughts."
"Master Chris has already thought about this day, hasn't he?" Fletcher had been completely led astray by Verak. He thought it was Chris's foresight and thought that he would die one day, so he found Verak in advance and made arrangements in advance.
Well done.
"I think you already understand." Verak said vaguely.
Fletcher knew that there was nothing more specific to the question, and the answer was enough for him to hand over the work, so he stood up and left.
"I want to know..." Verak hung up the clothes, closed the closet gently, and faced Fletcher who had already walked to the door, "Why are you still so arrogant? Because you almost killed me today? Or do you still feel that
, what leverage do you have about me now that would make me afraid to tell Carmine your medical history?"
Fletcher froze and broke out in cold sweat.
Because he was determined to eliminate Verak today, he had already subconsciously turned over the clues.
No one could have imagined that things had progressed to that point, and that a team of people could come out to reverse the situation.
Carmine now knows all the handles he used to reach a balance with Verak. In other words, he no longer has anything to threaten Verak, but Verak still holds on to his handles.
Used.
"You...what do you want?" Fletcher thought that since Verak didn't go to Carmine directly, it meant there was still room for maneuver on the matter.
"I didn't think so." Verak sat down, "Since I told you something, you need to confess something to me. I want to know what you and Dempsey said back then."
"Demps?" Fletcher almost forgot about such a person, "You...should know that he is dead, right? Or was..."
"You just need to tell me what you said to him." Verak said coldly.
Fletcher had no choice but to try to remember and tell the whole story.
At that time, after Fletcher saw that Verak had some abilities, he was worried that Verak's ambition would expand and escape his control in the future, so he coerced Dempsey and asked him to stay with Verak as the closest person and monitor everything about him.
Make sure Verak is always in his grasp.
"Then why did you let him tell me that he would get rid of me in six months? Aren't you afraid that I would kill him?" Verak asked the question that had been bothering him for a long time.
"Will I get rid of you in half a year? This...I probably didn't tell him that I placed him next to you to monitor you, not to intensify the conflict." After hearing this, Fletcher was surprised.
He showed a surprised expression.
Verak realized something, and his heart became even colder.
"These people who were temporarily recruited from the slums are really unreliable."