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Chapter 970: Chapter 970 Lillian Tompson
"Bomb... Bomb the building?"
Before the building could be bombed, the people inside were already blown away.
They were on the third floor, just separated from the first floor by the second floor.
And with dozens of floors above, once it really collapsed, how could anyone survive?
Watching the surveillance screen, the driver lit a cigarette.
They were fearful.
The woman, too, was fearful.
She had to manage the emotions of the people in the office and also had to consider her own safety.
Anyway, there had been planning in advance, meeting earlier was just a bit more risky, that’s all.
"I’ll go open the door."
After the woman had spoken, she walked to the door.
After a brief hesitation, she pressed the mechanism.
Click!
The armored door slowly opened.
A pair of large hands, quickly reached in!
Directly grabbed her neck.
"Lillian Tompson?"
Julius Reed asked aloud.
"Yes!"
The woman answered crisply.
"Seeing me, you know what to do."
Julius Reed released his grip, and Lillian Tompson staggered to her knees on the ground.
She placed her hands in front of her chest and deeply bowed her head, "I pay homage to the Holy Master."
"You still remember the etiquette, and you know that I am the Holy Master."
Julius Reed slowly raised his hand, "Get up, let’s have a proper chat."
"Your subordinate obeys the Holy Order."
Lillian Tompson stood up, her chest heaving rapidly.
As she spoke, her body couldn’t stop trembling.
Utterly terrified.
"You all, get out."
Julius Reed walked into the office and gestured lightly with his hand.
These people were meaningless to him.
As long as Lillian Tompson opened her mouth, all the mysteries would be revealed.
Without any hesitation, the people in the room scrambled out.
Below, there were still three tank trucks parked.
"Now in the room, it’s just the two of us."
Julius Reed walked over to the sofa and sat down.
"Holy Master."
Lillian Tompson kept her head down and walked towards him, step by step.
Then knelt again.
But the corner of her eye was always on the surveillance screen.
The oil tankers could explode at any moment, and they could die at any moment.
"Holy Master, perhaps you could tell them..."
Lillian Tompson gestured to the screen, her face full of terror.
No longer the unruffled demeanor she had at the beginning.
"I forgot."
Julius Reed chuckled and took out his phone, "Call it off."
After speaking, he hung up the call.
On the screen.
The driver took a deep drag of his cigarette and flicked the cigarette butt away.
"Hiss!"
Lillian Tompson’s eyes widened, and she held her breath in an instant.
But there was no fiery explosion.
No sound either.
The cigarette butt didn’t trigger any reaction.
The driver got into the vehicle, reversed, and left.
"I only told them to bring a few tank trucks, but what’s inside, is not necessarily oil. It could be water..."
The smile gradually faded from Julius Reed’s face, and his tone grew cold, "Let’s talk. You’ve been with me for many years, you know my character."
Lillian Tompson was one of his four personal maidservants, ranked third.
Isabella Warm was ranked fourth.
Last time on the Northwestern Road, he had already guessed that the mastermind behind the Armin Levis Corporation had something to do with his four personal maidservants.
He just hadn’t expected that person to be Lillian Tompson.
"My lord."
Thwack!
Lillian Tompson clenched her hands at her temples and forcefully tore off a layer of mask.
Revealing underneath, that delicate face.
The Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance possessed all kinds of rare treasures in the world, and as personal maids to Julius Reed, they enjoyed the utmost luxury.
This face, every year, required an incalculable fortune to maintain.
Even after not seeing it for four years, it hadn’t changed a bit.
As beautiful as it was back then.
"Actually, what use is there in wearing a mask?"
Julius Reed shook his head, his fingers lightly tapping the sofa, "You’ve been by my side for many years. Just by looking at your figure, I would recognize you."
"Really?"
Lillian Tompson raised her head, smiling as she asked, "Are you sure?"
"What do you mean?"
Julius Reed’s eyes narrowed, carrying boundless authority, "Do you dare to speak to me with that tone?"
In his memory, Lillian Tompson was well-behaved and sensible, never daring to defy him.
In fact, of the four maids, the only one who dared to throw small tantrums with him was Isabella Warm.
But coincidentally, Julius Reed’s favorite was also Isabella Warm.
"My lord."
Lillian Tompson placed her hands across her chest, kneeling beside Julius Reed, "I am your maid, I shouldn’t talk to you like this. But you just said, by watching me walk, you could recognize me. Yet in reality, we had already met at the elevator entrance."
She lifted her head, her eyes filled with grievance, "But did you, truly recognize me? If not for that foolish employee of mine revealing it, would you have noticed?"
Having said this, Lillian Tompson wore a self-mocking, dejected expression.
"That... that was because I wasn’t paying attention."
Julius Reed said somewhat embarrassingly, "Who would have thought you’d dress like a secretary. If I’m not mistaken, you’re the boss here."
He truly hadn’t recognized her.
Being called out to his face, he felt somewhat slighted.
"I am the boss here. But have you forgotten? I am originally just a servant girl. Even if I possess incalculable wealth, in your eyes, I am still just a servant girl."
Lillian Tompson respectfully said, "Dressing as a secretary is also a reminder to myself at all times that I am a maid, a maid of the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance." 𝘯𝑜𝘷𝘱𝘶𝘣.𝘤𝘰𝑚
"Lillian Tompson!"
Whoosh!
Julius Reed slammed the sofa forcefully, his tone exceptionally cold, "I am not here to reminisce with you! Do you realize, by the laws of the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance, a maid leaving Demarco Mount on her own means a road to death!"
This is the law!
The law of the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance!
There must be regulations to make a system complete.
The Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance, with countless subordinate organizations, surely needs laws to govern,
and the laws inside Demarco Mount are even stricter!
"I know."
Lillian Tompson lifted her head to look at Julius Reed, taking a deep breath, "Then kill me."
"You think I wouldn’t dare?"
Julius Reed stood up, gripping Lillian Tompson’s neck, lifting her off the ground.
"Having accompanied me for several years, you should understand one thing very well."
He stated coldly, "What I hate the most are traitors!"
"Hmph, men."
The usually compliant and obedient Lillian Tompson suddenly seemed utterly reckless!
Speaking weakly in the face of the lord of the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance, "If Isabella Warm... if Isabella Warm were a traitor, would you kill her? Would you bear to do it?"
Her neck was being squeezed by Julius Reed, making it increasingly difficult to breathe.
It felt like she could suffocate at any moment.
"What did you say?"
Julius Reed frowned slightly and let go of his grip.
Thud.
Lillian Tompson knelt on the ground, gasping for air.
"Say it again."
Julius Reed’s voice was cold and piercing, "Isabella Warm... what about Isabella Warm."
His heart seemed to be gripped suddenly.
"I knew it."
Lillian Tompson had a look of resolve to face death, "Whenever it involves Isabella Warm, you always care. But we serve you just the same, even more obedient than her, understanding your heart better than her. Why, why do you always favor her!"
"Answer my question."
Julius Reed exhaled deeply, "Even if Isabella Warm betrayed me, I would still personally kill her. The Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance won’t change its law for one person."
"Really?"
Lillian Tompson’s eyes flashed with a hint of joy.
"Truly!"
Julius Reed said firmly, "Now, give me the explanation I want. Otherwise, I will personally send you off. Considering the many years you’ve served me, I will make it quick for you."
