Chapter 740 - Seven Hundred And Forty: Young Fool (2/2)

”I feel sleepy,” Maggie muttered, her eyelids drooping and that caused Andrew to panic.

”No, Maggie, don't....!” but the woman in question had already shut her eyes.

”Sir!” his men finally arrived.

”Call the doctor immediately!”

Meanwhile.....

This was a lost cause! Everything was messed up! Deborah felt like screaming out as she drove away. She knew it wouldn't be easy dealing with the Falcon mob but she had put a bit of trust in Mikhail that he would be able to take care of himself, only that she was wrong.

He wasn't as powerful as she thought and now she had to deal with a major setback in her plan, not to mention the fact that she was almost found out. Plus the fact that the great Mikhail was dying right now.

Yes, she could sense that the man wouldn't be able to make it through the night. Even right now, his breath was fleeting yet he was still desperately hanging onto life - he must have great willpower.

Deborah finally stopped under the bridge and packed her car where it wouldn't be easily discerned. She then turned to Mikhail who had his hand pressed to his chest as if trying to stop the wound from bleeding, not that it would help much.

”What do I do with you now?” She sneered, ”If I had known you would only end up becoming a liability to me, I would have set my eyes on other capable people. To think that I failed a major plot,” She laughed sarcastically.

”You are the one who rescued me,” Mikhail spoke with effort, ”Why? What do you need from me?”

”Your resources of course,” Deborah didn't stand on ceremony with him and was straight to the point, ”But those resources are depleted and you have no usefulness for me,”

”You want to go against the Falcon Mob, you must be suicidal,” Mikhail still managed to laugh in his condition. The woman must be dumb not to have leant from his lesson.

”No, the Spencers to be precise. But since the Spencers and the falcons were connected and you had a feud with the Falcons, I thought we could be a team. But from the looks of things…” She looked him over, ”I'll be saying farewell to you instead,”

”You should give up, you can't defeat them,” Mikhail gave her sincere advice - that he hardly does. However, he was dying, it wouldn't hurt to perform good work for once.

”And I'm guessing you're speaking from experience,” She hinted at his condition with mockery. Deborah drew closer, ”Sorry, but in your case, you were all brawls and no brains. However, I'm careful and have been planning this for a long time now,” She was sure her case would be different.

But Mikhail laughed instead, ”Young fool,” Then the spark in his eyes died as his head dropped to the side and his hand fell. He was dead.

Deborah sighed, and just like that, her hard work was in vain.

She stepped out of the car and closed the door with her gloved hand that ensured her DNA wasn't on the car. Thankfully the car was stolen hence it wouldn't be traced back to her.

However, this night was just not meant for Deborah because her phone rang with another bad news.

-------

Bless this shameless author with your golden ticket ????