353 Didnst You Say Yousll Protect Me Forever? 2 (2/2)

He had full trust in his people's loyalty, but their intelligence… Luther coughed awkwardly. Now that he thought about it, none of his people were that bright. The few that had brains were assigned to do paperwork, so those who stayed to protect the document that was stored inside a chip were the musclemen.

Other than incredible geniuses, how many people in the world were gifted both intellectually and physically?

”I understand.” Han Chu nodded, reading the answer from Luther's awkward silence. ”Looks like the chance of an internal leak is very high.”

Luther refused to admit it. ”It's not important how the secret was leaked—the important issue is who the thief is.”

He used a resolute gaze to scan everyone else in the car and chided, ”If someone noticed or knew about my investigation beforehand, who can say that she wouldn't be compelled to do something?”

The male and female pronouns were quite distinctive in English. Madam Grace was not angered by the insinuation. She lifted her eyes open slightly and chuckled coyly before closing her eyes.

How come it feels like I'm being looked down on? Luther thought indignantly. I didn't mistake the meaning, right? She's mocking me, right?

There was a sign for a verbal war to continue. However, since Luther was in a disadvantageous position, no matter how sharp his tongue was, it was just for show. Madam Grace could barely summon the interest to tussle with the defeated opponent. She kept her eyes closed to rest until they reached her villa.

Along the way, Luther spent more time talking with Han Chu. With the latter's combined intelligence and cunning, it was natural to assume that the former had revealed a lot of information without realizing it.

Luther was finally released when they arrived. Even though the gun was still there, at least he could finally move his limbs. Madam Grace was not going to make things difficult for him. She ordered her people, ”Arrange a room for Mr. Luther and send a doctor to my room. I need him to redress the wound.”

After the people left, Madam Grace turned to Cedrick and Luo Mingxin, her eyes wandering between them. ”Are you going to stay?”

One had the looks, and the other was true love—Madam Grace found it impossible to choose. Of course, it would be perfect if they could coexist peacefully, but the one with true love would not share her with another man, and the one with the looks had not really accepted her pursuit. Therefore, Madam Grace could only maintain her distance and see how things progressed later.

After a night of too much fun, Luo Mingxin was tired, and he had also lost a car. The multiple losses ravaged his soul, and he was in no mood to deal with anything else, not the mention the woman before him, who was one of the most dangerous individuals in the country. Therefore, 'Brother Shuang' kindly rejected the offer. ”I don't think so. Thank you very much, but I think I shall return for my rest.”

Madam Grace nodded and did not say anything else. She turned to Cedrick with her brow raised. ”What about you?”

Cedrick was way past the age to yearn for his mother's love. He was hanging around now due to a lack of closure and some minute emotions that he could not understand himself. He realized that it was not a day for a deep talk, so he too rejected the offer. ”I'll return to the hotel.”

Madam Grace felt some regret. ”Alright then, I'll have my people send you back.”

She did not ask about Han Chu and Sister Shuang; she obviously had no intention of inviting them to stay. Han Chu had gotten all the information that he needed, so similarly, he did not linger and went on his merry way.

They split, and Luo Mingxin tagged along with Han Chu and Ye Shuang. They were going the same way, so in the end, only Cedrick needed help from Madam Grace.

”Shall we ask the fatty?” It was still Ye Shuang who drove. As she started the engine, she pulled out her phone with her other hand and smiled wickedly. ”It's my belief that the fatty still kept a contingency plan around Madam Grace or Luther. If we have his technical support, we might be able to hear their discussion live.”

Han Chu glanced at Luo Mingxin, who was removing the silicone mask in the backseat, through the rearview mirror. He asked lightly, ”Now?”

Ye Shuang smiled. ”Well, Brother Luo already knows more than enough, so I don't see how knowing one more bit will hurt.”

Luo Mingxin tossed the mask away and patted his handsome face before issuing a sad smile, ”No, I think it's better for me to know less.”

Then, he sighed. ”I suddenly realized that being a superstar is not that bad. A handsome, talented person like myself deserves to be admired. If something like this happens in the future, please don't look for me again.”

What was so good about being a police officer? He knew that his youthful dream was a stupid one… well, not only stupid but also lethal.