His Contractual Mistress

Chapter 492 Good People

Metro City, P Country

Bruce was in the Visual Room having a briefing about a new mission when suddenly his phone didn't stop vibrating.

He pulled out his phone from the back pocket of his jeans and sneakily checked the message.

The entire room was surprised when he sprang from his chair, rushed in the front, and whispered something to their Chief.

His fellow agents had a confused look on their faces when he was excused, and their chief resumed talking in front while playing the video on the screen as if nothing had happened.

In the corridor...

Bruce was tense, thinking the empress was in danger and he was not on her side.

"Senior Keith?"

"Bruce, go to the Shen Mansion. Kristian Keller and Tony Li are on their way as well. Well, meet the Lopezes for an important meeting."

"Copy, senior." Bruce ran toward his truck after the call.

It took him one hour to arrive at the Shen mansion when there was a heavy traffic jam on his way out from the central city.

The butler leads him toward Vincent's study, and upon entering the room, a gloomy atmosphere meets him.

Inside are the Lopezes discussing something intriguing. Bruce approached Keith and queried the man.

"What happened, senior Keith?"

"Something had happened in T Country."

"Then? Boss Vincent is in danger?" Bruce could already guess what had happened.

Keith nodded and watched the cousins arguing.

The Lopezes and Shen are having a debate, so Bruce stands in the corner and listens.

"We must send the Scout Rangers!" Rodney exclaimed. Everyone in that room felt conflicted.

"Calm down, Rodney. It's not something we should decide impulsively against an international affair."

"I don't care! Who do they think they are? Vincent was just too soft before! It's time for him to use all his resources!" Rodney insisted.

Zaijan sighs. Rodney keeps behaving like a child.

"We are keeping a good relationship with other territories. We cannot just send a troop and roam their forests."

Scout Rangers are trained to survive in the mountains and dangerous dense forests without relying on advanced weapons and gadgets but skills.

Keith, who was only listening, could no longer remain silent. "Could it be true that the Lopezes are financing the agency?"

Everyone in that room was looking at Zaijan with complicated eyes.

As the second decision-maker, when the Lopez Clan was put in such a situation, his task was to take action.

Zaijan coughed and heaved a deep sigh before he would explain.

"It is true. But there is a profound reason for that. When the rebellion was inactive, they brought back the special regiment in the army to fight the rebels hiding in the mountains. However, during that time, the country had an economic crisis. The government does not have enough funds for them. And then, our family lost too much because of the guerilla, creating trouble with our farms. We donated some of our lands, funded the training, and provided them with weapons. Although we slowly stepped out and let the government take them over completely under the P Country Army. There is an old agreement between the Founders. Indeed, our family helped found this regiment. They will lend help if we need it."

"And so they have no reason to refuse us!" Rodney chimed in.

Remained silent in the corner, Bruce recalled something. He asked, "Is it that boss Vincent passed the Scout Ranger training?"

Zaijan nodded his head and replied, "Yeah. That is why I keep repeating myself to tell Rodney to calm down. Vincent has enough knowledge for jungle survival. Actually, if Vincent was interested in running for the Presidency, we already had a plan to recruit more Scout Rangers and strengthen the regiment. Now it all makes sense because he is actually a descendant of an Imperial family."

Rodney frowned and glared at Zayn. "Noisy. Like Vincent is happy when he is called a prince. Moreover, being the President of P Country."

'Who's noisy and nosy here?' Zayn can't endure it anymore.

It no longer makes sense to continue the childish dispute created by Rodney. Irritated, Zaijan got up from the couch. He dragged Rodney out of the study and brought him to an empty room.

"Let's talk in private!"

Everyone in that room remained silent, watching the two men's disappearing silhouette in the door.

"What is wrong with Rodney?" someone from the Shen Clan queried Rick Lopez.

"Actually, I am not in the position to speak about their private affairs."

"Oh. Does it involve a woman?"

"Sort of…" It was Tyler who replied.

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Standing by the French window, Bruce was approached by Keith.

"The Lopezes wanted to help from the search and save Vincent if he was held captive."

"If they will let boss Vincent live. How about if not?"

Keith didn't reply to Bruce. The guy actually has a point.

"Senior, let me join the Search and Rescue Team. The empress must be waiting."

Keith sighs helplessly. The knights also wanted to join, but they were only waiting for the order of the person in charge to lead them when the empress was in critical condition and could not command.

"I heard she has undergone a cesarean delivery to save her and the babies. So, they were also in great danger."

"That's why I want to help search for boss Vincent. The empress will be happy to see her husband again."

Bruce's tone is full of determination. He does not believe that his boss would die just like that.

"I joined the training years ago and passed. But I did not stay long because I am more interested in becoming a secret agent and investigating corrupt officials." He added.

"Pitt is severely injured, and Timothy Cheng is also hospitalized." Keith looked at Bruce with intent. He continued, "I think we don't need to wait for them to decide whether to send the Scout Ranger."

"Alright. I should have gone home and packed up."

Bruce left immediately. In the entrance, he bumps into Crissa, Madam Hilda's assistant.

"Crissa?"

"Bruce, you're here as well. Are you leaving already?"

"Yes. I have to pack up and fly to T Country."

Surprise flashed in Crissa's eyes. "Are you going too?"

"What do you mean? Are you going to the T Country as well?"

"Yes. Madam Hilda is constantly breaking down after she learns what happened to Young Master Vincent, and then Young Madam Hailee is in critical condition. Even the babies…."

Crissa can no longer continue as emotion overwhelms her.

"Boss Vincent is a good man. Even Young Madam Hailee is such a kind person. Why do they have to experience all of this? Such tragedy…"

Bruce agreed.

Crissa can no longer hold her tears, recalling the happy couple in love with each other.

Seeing the girl cry all of a sudden, Bruce doesn't know what to say to console Crissa. His feet were nailed to the floor to do anything. His sisters are such drama queens. So he only teases them further instead of apologizing.

However, the situation is not something to joke around so that it will lighten the mood.

Bruce sighed, then stretched his arm to reach Crissa's back. He patted her back too gently. Crissa was embarrassed after she realized what was going on.

"Alright." Crissa's cheeks flush pink. She shrunk her neck to hide her face. "I won't keep you further. I also have to go inside and inquire who else will go."

Crissa had long strides to flee from Bruce's curious gaze on her face. However, she took a left corridor when she reached the grand stairway.

"Isn't the study in the right-wing?" Bruce muttered to himself. "She did not even thank me for comforting her. Tsk."

Bruce shook his head, shrugging his shoulders.

Isn't she supposed to say, "Then, can we go together?"

Bruce didn't stop mumbling even after he reached his truck.

*

Sneak peek:

"Welcome back, Liam."

"Master… No, you're not Shun Williams."

The guy curled the corner of his mouth. "It doesn't matter who I am at the moment. Have you remembered everything now?"

Liam nodded his head. All of his memories are taking on the right places. Including those times that he…

"My sister! What happened to her?" Liam had enormous eyes while he questioned the man. He recalled all the horrible things he did!

"Do you want to take revenge on the man who killed you four hundred years ago? The same man killed your precious sister, Empress Ming, and her most loved Emperor Xing, your beloved brother-in-arms?"

"Think… He is also the same man who messes up with your memories."