Chapter 628 Wynter Scattering Cash
Outside, about 20 men from the Quinnell family stood waiting for Gordon to emerge. They were allrenowned fighters from Hawford.
Even Fabian, fresh out of captivity and still nursing wounds, didn’t lag behind.
He refused to take any photos with the Foplyans, even under duress and coercion.
The Foplyans intended to publish the photos from this gathering in International newspapers. Theirgoal was simple–to seize control of Cascadia’s economic lifelines.
They wanted to mislead Cascadians into believing the Quinnell family was just the first step. What theyreally wanted would come next.
So, the photographer, who had been following Rory from the start, found himself dodging the Quinnellsat
every turn.
However, early on, Wynter had Leo plant something on him,
The photographer thought he’d be safe once he left the consulate and arrived at the Foplya IntelligenceOffice in the Frenda Concession. He never imagined the
Wynter would follow him all the way.
Besides destroying his camera, she also noted down everywhere he went.
She had no time to destroy the intelligence office, and it would be pointless inside the formation. Butwhat mattered was that Wynter was inspired.
She used the printer in the office to make over 100 copies of documents detailing Foplya’s humanexperiments and stuffed them into her black bag. As for the photographer, she didn’t plan to let him see
the light of day.
Relying solely on Lily’s power to sway public opinion was still somewhat lacking. To swiftly quell suchintense resentment and make Foplya think twice, it needed to be sensational.
As a live streamer, Wynter was a pro at creating a spectacle.
She glanced at the time. Hawford’s night was just beginning, especially in the Frenda Concession,where the revelry was still in full swing.
is from the
Without hesitation, Wynter grabbed the black bag filled with printed photos and documents ground.And, of course, everyone’s favorite–cash.
She had ransacked the intelligence office.
Meanwhile, Foplya agents found no trace of her. All they saw when they pushed open the door was anopen window.
Plus, with the consulate in turmoil, they could only anxiously send telegrams to their superiors andawait
instructions.
Frenda Concession, bustling with cars, never lacked people. It was bustling even back in the day.There
were casinos, rickshawn, and little girls selling roses.
The money handed to them by a passing foreigner could buy them a hearty meal. And if they werefortunate enough to encounter someone purchasing flowers, that person would be considered agenerous benefactor.
The dance hall was filled with swaying dancers, creating a bustling and lively atmosphere.
Suddenly, the entire power supply system in the Frenda Concession seemed to malfunction. After acouple of buzzing sounds, everything went dark.
The only place that was still lit was the casino entrance. On its rooftop was a motorbike with itsheadlights glaring brightly, almost blinding.
In that split second, all eyes on the street turned to the roof.
A–slender figure leaned against the gleaming motorcycle with her hair swaying in the wind. Sheseemed
to be scattering something with one hand while putting the other casually in her pocket.
At first, people didn’t notice because they were all captivated by the figure’s looks and attire.
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