Felicia said, “I’ll cover their payment.”
Wright”
Before the plane landed, the employment notice had already been sent out.
With a considerable sum of money on the table, plenty of people were eager to take on the task. Ultimately, six individuals were chosen.
Among them were two familiar faces Felicia had met before they were part of the team of nine mercenaries who had completed a mission alongside Scarlet during Felicia’s previous five–billion–dollar bounty offer.
One was a small, thin individual codenamed Monkey, and the other, who wielded a spiked club, was codenamed Big Guy.
Besides them, the other four were also seasoned veterans.
All of them were mercenaries, and Scarlet was well–acquainted with them. “Don’t worry, boss. These people each have their own specialties. They’re pros as covert investigations and will get you results in no time.”
“Alright.” Felicia closed her eyes and leaned back slightly.
Meanwhile, at the Russell residence in Seldvale, Imogen had a nagging feeling of unease as her right eye kept twitching from the moment she woke up Rubbing the corner of her eye, she couldn’t shake the sense that something ominous was about to happen.
After calling another maid in, she asked about Stephan’s condition, as per her routine.
The maid replied, “Mr. Russell hasn’t woken up yet, but the doctor says his condition is stable. The toxins are gradually dissipating. Askle from his blindness, his body is recovering well
‘s good.” Imogen let out a sigh of relief and instructed the maid to bring her child over.
“That’s
Caleb Russell was well–behaved. After finishing his milk, he neither cried nor fussed. He just occasionally let out a few gurgles and blew some bubbles. His body exuded a milky scent.
Imogen held him in her arms and kissed him gently. “Caleb…”
The little one giggled, waving his tiny hands and feet.
The maid beside her smiled as well. “Babies sure grow quickly! I still remember how wrinkled he looked when he was just born. Now, his features are so developed, making him so handsome and adorable!
Imogen stroked the back of her baby’s head. How she wished she could see for herself what her child looked like. Did he resemble her more or his father? Just then, a maid burst into her room, shouting in excitement and nearly incoherent with her words, “Ms. Russell! There’s news! Big news!”
Imogen frowned, covering her child’s ears. She scolded, “Why are you making such a fuss? Keep your voice down!”
The maid immediately clamped her mouth shut but couldn’t hide the excitement in her eyes. Lowering her voice, she said, “Ms. Russell, Mr. Rosario is back! He has returned alive!”
Imogen’s mind was blown. Her hands trembled as she held her child. Caleb seemed startled and let out a wail
Ignoring his cries, Imogen pressed, “What did you say? Who’s back? Say that again!”
Was it who she thought it was? Could it really be him?
The maid nodded furiously. “Ms. Russell, you heard it right! He’s back! It’s Mr. Hosario! Mr. Archie Rosario! He’s alive and just arrived at the villa. He’s probably on his way upstairs now!”
“Really?”
I of joy that came from regaining something once lost. A hope that was long
Imogen was overwhelmed by the news. She was filled with joy, the kind of joy t extinguished suddenly reignited inside her.
Her countless nights of prayers had finally been answered!
Tears streamed down her face as she handed the crying baby to the maid. Ignoring her postpartum weakness, she forced herself out of bed. Not even bothering to put oni shoes, she rushed outside,
“Where’s Archie? I want to see hlin!”
