Chapter 210 - Vault of Information (2/2)
She thought, what if it wasn't just Lance who was smuggling guns? What if there were other people who were in bed with the Huks, planning the demise of the royal family?
”I don't think I can stay longer here.” Olivia frowned. She realized that Lance Go needed more persuasion for the next questions which Maxen would be asking.
She pivoted on her heel and was heading to the door when Lance Go spoke, ”They will attack in a month's time. It's too late for the Suis. Just… go somewhere they can't reach you, Olivia.”
Well that escalated too quickly. Olivia paused for a second, thinking if Lance Go would bargain for something. With Maxen's back facing her, she couldn't see what her husband was thinking about that moment until she heard him speak.
”Why should I believe you?” Maxen crossed his arms over his c.h.e.s.t.
”I owed Olivia the truth. Now you have your answers, kill me. I deserve to die anyway.”
Maxen's c.h.e.s.t rumbled. The nerve of this guy to come clean when everything was too late for him. ”Before I give you what you asked for, you have to tell me where the Huks are hiding.”
Lance shrugged. ”I don't know. You don't go to them. They come to you. That's how they're undetected for decades.”
”So we will let them come to you then. We will throw you back in the forest you were hiding in and we will wait for them to come and fetch you,” Maxen suggested, squaring his shoulders.
He didn't want to stay any longer. He already got a gist of what was about to go down. He could leave the rest of the job to the generals present in the room.
Ready to leave so he could enjoy a dinner date with his wife, Maxen unrolled his sleeves and adjusted his cufflinks as he spoke with a general in hushed voices.
”Your Highness, it's a lost cause,” Lance said, the hint of mockery in the way he addressed Maxen's title was loud and clear. ”The Huks had long infiltrated the country. First, they got their money from businesses, businesses that wanted the royal family out. Then they used this money to buy people in the government. You have more enemies than you think you have,” Lance warned.
Maxen c.o.c.ked an eyebrow. ”They could try, but they will fail, so do yourself a favor and give this general a list of names you came in contact with unless you want him to prolong your agony.”
”You don't get it, Maxen,” Lance Go trailed off, exhaustion apparent from his wrinkled face and his dry voice. ”They wanted what the Suis have. Your money. Your vault of information. Your power. All of it. They were indoctrinated that what you have belonged to them. They won't stop until they see every Sui dropping dead on the ground.”
”Lance, Lance, Lance,” Maxen tutted. ”This isn't the first time the Suis will face a mutiny. We wouldn't be standing here tall and proud if we weren't prepared every time someone attacks us.”
”This time is different. Just pack your bags and go. Keep Olivia safe.”
”You're a complicated man, Lance. You left Olivia and now you're pleading for her safety as if you really cared about her.”
”I do care about her. It's just… I knew I had more chances of climbing up the ladder if I go after Selena,” he admitted.
Olivia's bell-like laugh echoed in the room. ”I didn't know Henry's treatment was a blessing in disguise. Is that why you left? Because you knew Henry would never recognize me as his daughter?”
”Yes.”
”Hmm,” Olivia huffed. She peeked at Lance shaking her head as she crossed her arms over her c.h.e.s.t.
She couldn't believe it was the reason why he left her. He already had everything within his reach yet greed took over him and he wanted more.
”Just to put it out here, you don't have to feel responsible for my safety, Mr. Go. My husband can take care of that. Do you know what you should be worried about? Your wife and daughter.”
”I don't care about Selena or the child. I only cared about you and you know that. We know each other better than anyone.”
That's the Olivia he knew and he was happy seeing it so he smiled. But that smile quickly faded, replaced with a look of terror flashing in his eyes.
Click clack click
The deathly sound of stilettos piercing the rubber mat was ominous. The haunting sound scared the rest of spectators inside the room.