Twenty Seven Years

  Chapter 74 Single-handedly

   "You will die here because of greed." Nord tried to make Verak aware of the danger with a threatening tone.

"Nord...we stand at different angles, face and bear different things." How could Verak know how dangerous it is to stay here, but he knew that Nord was worried about his safety, so his tone became calm , "You know, I made a very wrong choice, and I don't want to make mistakes again and again. From now on, only myself is left, and it is completely my own business. I don't need to worry about you, let go to go further."

   Nord stopped talking. He didn't understand why Veraker would do this. He had already made so much money and still wanted to stay here.

   It's a pity that no one can persuade Veraker anymore.

   "Diaz, Nord, please protect me." Verac patted Diaz on the shoulder, sighed, turned and left, and was quickly swallowed by the crowd and disappeared.

  Nord's bloodshot eyes reflected the crowd.

  Diaz looked around vigilantly, carrying a box containing a huge sum of 550,000 gold grams: "Mr. Nord, let's go."

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   "Sir." Daniel got out of the car and waited. When he saw Verak came back, he opened the car door for him.

  Verak took advantage of the situation and got into the car: "Go back, go back to the mansion."

   "Understood." Daniel closed the rear door, sat in the driver's seat, started the car, left Clayton Gardens, and returned to the Thomas family mansion.

   "Have you seen your friends yet?" Daniel asked.

   "I see." Verak said.

  He lowered his head slowly. Although he was reluctant to let go, he did not choose to turn his head to look at 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 to show your tired and true self when you are tired of pretending.

   "Is your friend okay?" Daniel glanced at Veraker, "Will today's incident affect them?"

   "Everything is fine, I hope not." Verak felt that his eyelids were extremely heavy, so he greeted Daniel, "I'll sleep for a while, call me when I'm coming."

   "Good sir."

   When Veraker was woken up, the car had already parked in front of the Thomas family mansion.

   "Didn't I tell you to wake me up earlier?" Verak rubbed the bridge of his nose, sitting upright with his sore body.

  Daniel looked worried: "You didn't wake up when the car was so bumpy just now. I couldn't bear to wake you up seeing you so sleepy..."

   "What's the matter, won't you be able to sleep when you go back?" Verak didn't take it seriously, "I want to wake up early and cheer up. It's best not to show fatigue in front of them."

   "Sorry, sir, I disrupted your plan..." Daniel apologized.

  Seeing that Daniel was ashamed for such a small matter, Verak grinned and said, "It's okay, I worked **** you today, take a good rest, and see you tomorrow."

   After finishing speaking, Verak got out of the car, put his hands in his pockets, and stood at the door of the mansion, looking at the luxury in his eyes.

  It was already approaching ten o'clock in the evening, and Verac walked into the living room, but the Carmine family was not there. Only Fletcher was enduring sleepiness at the door and waiting for his return.

   "Fletcher, go to bed early." When Verac passed by, he said something to Fletcher, whose face was full of resentment, and then went straight upstairs and returned to his room.

  The room was the same as when he left. He opened the closet and looked under the clothes. The archives were still there, indicating that Carmine did not search his room while he was away.

  He had neglected this point before, and he was still a little worried about it.

  But even if Carmine didn't search it now, it doesn't mean he won't in the future. For safety's sake, Verak has to find a more suitable hiding place for these files as soon as possible.

   Just as Veraker put the file back and blocked it with his clothes, Fletcher pushed open the door and walked in without saying hello.

  Verak took off the clothes he was wearing calmly, 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 go to bed early?" Fletcher was very dissatisfied, and sat down at the desk aggressively, "Mr. Carmine asked me to ask you something after you came back, What is your relationship with Master Chris?"

  It seems that Carmine has indeed considered himself a member of the Equal Society, otherwise he wouldn't have asked himself that.

The situation was more favorable to Veraker, and he didn't speak for a long time, thinking about how to reply to further deepen Carmine's wrong impression of himself: "Actually, no matter 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 mind.”

"Master Chris already thought that today would come, didn't he?" Fletcher was completely led astray by Veraker, thinking that it was Chris' foresight, thinking that he would die one day, so he found Veraker in advance, and announced in advance Good game.

   "I think you have made it clear." Verak said vaguely.

   Fletcher knew that he could not ask any specific content, and this answer was enough for him to hand over the job, so he got up and left.

"I want to know..." Verak hung up his clothes, gently closed the closet, and faced Fletcher who had already walked to the door, "Why are you still so arrogant? Because you almost killed me today? Still think, What handle do you have on me now, so that I dare not tell Carmine your medical history?"

   Fletcher froze, cold sweat oozing.

  Because he was determined to get rid of Veraker today, he subconsciously turned the matter over.

  No one would have imagined that things have progressed to that point, and a team of people can come out to reverse the situation abruptly.

   Carmine already knew the handles he had reached a balance with Veraker. In other words, he no longer had anything to blackmail Veraker, but Veraker still held onto him and never used it.

   "You...what do you want?" Fletcher thought that since Verac didn't go directly to Carmine, it meant there was still room for maneuver in this matter.

   "I didn't think about it." Verak sat down, "Since I told you something, you also need to be honest with me. I want to know what you said to Dempsey back then."

   "Dempsey?" Fletcher almost forgot about such a person, "You...should know that he is dead, right? Or be..."

   "You just need to tell me what you said to him." Verak said coldly.

  Fletcher had to try hard to recall and tell the whole situation.

At that time, after Fletcher realized that Veraker had some abilities, he was worried that Veraker's ambition would expand out of control in the future, so he coerced and lured Dempsey and asked him to stay by Veraker's side as the closest person, monitoring everything about him, and Make sure Veraker is always in his hand.

   "Then why did you ask him to tell me that he will get rid of me in half a year? Are you not afraid that I will kill you?" Verak asked a question that had troubled him for a long time.

"I'll get rid of you in half a year? This...I probably haven't told him. I put him by your side to monitor you, not to intensify the conflict." Hearing this, Fletcher revealed surprised expression.

  Verak realized something, and his heart became even colder.

   "These temporary recruits from the slums are really unreliable."

  (end of this chapter)