Curtis responded, “Yes, President Nolan.” Lighting up a cigarette, Eugene took a deep drag and instructed in a hoarse voice, “Let Christoff know that I’ve taken care of his associates. Then, spread the word that anyone who dares to collaborate with Samuel Court will cross paths with me!”
Curtis secretly smiled. President Nolan is indeed ruthless. This was a declaration of war against Samuel Court. If they decided head-on, they naturally would not stand a chance against Eugene. However, they were notorious for their despicable and cunning methods, often catching their opponents off guard. Nevertheless, if nobody cooperated with Samuel Court, it could serve as a viable strategy. After all, no one wanted to offend Eugene from Promise Island!
The three assassins broke out in a cold sweat upon hearing his words. If their mishandling of the situation resulted in a full-scale war between Samuel Court and Promise Island, they would have no hope of survival.
After exchanging glances, they hurriedly said, “President Nolan, although we’re affiliated with Samuel Court, we aren’t working on their behalf.”
Eugene narrowed his eyes and warned coldly, “Tell the truth, or I guarantee you will suffer unimaginable misery.”
The assassin with minor injuries spoke up. “We’re aware of your capabilities. In truth, we’re the lowest-ranked assassins within Samuel Court. We never receive any assignments, so Chris sent us to Summer City.”
Eugene raised an eyebrow internally. No wonder the Samuel Court assassins are weak and feeble; they’re the lowest-ranked ones. Christoff sent the lowest-ranked assassins to kidnap my sons. What does this mean? Do they not take me seriously, or do they not take my sons seriously? Frowning, he noticed the assassin remaining silent for a while. His voice suddenly turned cold. “Go on!”
Frightened, the assassin trembled involuntarily. “Chris instructed us to come here and said someone would contact us. We were told to follow her instructions.”
As Eugene heard this, his heart inexplicably tightened. “Who is she?” The assassin replied, “We don’t know her real name, but she goes by Az… She instructed us to call her Aza.”
Eugene’s pupils contracted suddenly. Aza? Could it be Azalea? If it were before today, he probably would not have doubted her like this, but Azalea’s madness earlier had unsettled him. He realized he had never truly understood her, let alone which side of her was genuine.
“Give me the phone number.” The assassin found the number and handed it to Eugene. As Eugene glanced at it, his heart sank as he realized the phone number did not belong to her. However, it could not be ruled out that she had another phone.
He took the assassin’s device and dialed the number. However, the phone remained switched off, and no one answered his call. The assassin added, “We can’t reach her usually either. She always contacts us first.”
Eugene questioned, “What did she say when she instructed you to kidnap those kids?” The assassin responded, “She just said she didn’t want to see those children anymore. Whether we kill or hand them over to someone else, it’d be none of her concern. She also warned us not to implicate her.”
Eugene’s face instantly darkened like a violent storm was about to break loose. How much hatred could one have to want to kill them? How unfathomably heartless can a woman be to lay her hands upon three innocent children?
Without further questions, he left Ruby Palace with the assassin’s phone. On the way back, he felt heavy-hearted and suddenly became worried. If this is Azalea’s doing, should I capture her and give her a taste of her own medicine, or should I send her to prison?
A debt of gratitude had imprisoned him too much. He sincerely did not want to see such an outcome. Just as he parked the car in front of the kindergarten, his phone abruptly rang. It was Marvin Clements, the person he had entrusted to gather information in Nambahd.
“Eugene.”
