Upon hearing this, the Second Elder and Third Elder’s faces immediately showed signs of hesitation.
They were unwilling to give up the intercontinental missile but also reluctant to agree, caught in deep conflict.
"What should we do! The intercontinental missile can’t be returned!"
The Second Elder’s eyes darted side to side, "Or, we could just take him out, after all, he’s on The Netherworld Syndicate’s turf now!"
This way, not only will they not have to return the intercontinental missile, but they can also get rid of their long-standing enemy!
Their voices weren’t quiet, and Claire Keaton on the other side of the video almost spat out the water she had just sipped.
They dare discuss killing Damian Quinn right in front of Serena!
Tsk tsk tsk, bold indeed!
"What did you two say just now?"
Serena Everett’s red lips were tightly pursed, her delicate porcelain-white face filled with intense coldness.
Anyone familiar with her knew that she was angry.
The Second and Third Elders immediately cowered, smiling ingratiatingly.
"Oh... Serena, don’t be mad... We were just talking!"
"Yes, yes, don’t be mad, don’t be mad!"
Upon hearing this, Serena’s expression slightly calmed, her lips firmly pressed together.
Serena was actually protecting their organization’s long-standing enemy!!!
The Second and Third Elders felt a pang of jealousy and grew increasingly displeased with Damian Quinn, but continued to nod repeatedly.
"Alright, alright, we promise not to touch him!"
Serena lightly pressed her red lips, finally nodding with satisfaction.
"Second Elder, Third Elder, I was indeed disrespectful to The Netherworld Syndicate before meeting Serena..."
Recalling the years of "head-on confrontations" with The Netherworld Syndicate, Damian Quinn felt a headache.
If he had known this day would come, he would have treated The Netherworld Syndicate like ancestors long ago!
"I apologize for those previous actions, I’m willing to do anything to make amends, Second Elder, Third Elder
The dignified leader of The Midnight Syndicate was now humbly apologizing to them!
The Second and Third Elders felt secretly pleased and were ready to make things difficult for their former enemy, but then met Serena Everett’s clear eyes.
They both became deflated in an instant.
Witnessing all this, Damian Quinn’s handsome, sexy thin lips couldn’t help but curl.
His little friend’s family status was indeed impressive...
The Second and Third Elders could only abandon their intent to trouble Damian Quinn, their gaze fixed on him, seriously asking.
"If The Midnight Syndicate were to clash with The Netherworld Syndicate again in the future, what would you do?"
"The Midnight Syndicate will never again clash with The Netherworld Syndicate."
Damian Quinn lowered his eyes, his gaze passionate and lingered on the girl beside him, solemnly promising.
"The Midnight Syndicate will always follow the orders of The Netherworld Syndicate."
Facing such a gaze from him, Serena’s heart skipped a beat as she curved her lips and held his hand back.
The Midnight Syndicate will always follow the orders of The Netherworld Syndicate?
Upon hearing this, the hearts of the Second and Third Elders shook, evidently not expecting him to go to such lengths for Serena.
However, they finally started to see him in a somewhat favorable light.
Lucas Laine walked out from the inner room and heard this solemn promise, his eyes slightly narrowing, followed by a faint sneer.
Forever is too long; hearts change easily.
Making such a promise so easily now, there’s no guarantee he won’t regret it later. Anyway, he doesn’t believe he can keep it!
"Serena, master is waiting for you in the inner room."
Hearing Lucas Laine’s voice, Serena returned to her senses and nodded.
Damian Quinn naturally followed behind the young girl, walking with her toward the inner room. Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on novel⦿fire.net
Lucas Laine reached out to block him, his eyes brimming with coldness and hostility.
"Master didn’t say he wanted to see you."