章 185: A TRICK UP A SLEEVE

Inside the grand chamber, Fernando stood beside his father, Pedri, and Madam George. The room was thick with tension, the soft glow of crystal chandeliers doing little to lighten the oppressive atmosphere. Madam George stared intently at the sleek, tablet-like device in her hands, her expression twisting into one of disbelief and anger.

Her voice broke the silence, sharp and shocked. "They've been defeated! My men... they've vanished from the trackers entirely. This can't be possible." She tapped furiously on the screen, her brows furrowing as she tried to make sense of the information.

Fernando's expression faltered as he glanced between Madam George and his father. "What? All of them? They were supposed to be the elite!"

Madam George scowled, shooting Fernando a glare that made him flinch. "Do you think I don't know that? They were handpicked for their prowess. It seems like this Hutton isn't an ordinary man."