Semua Bab Powerless Against His Feisty Wife: Bab 1211 - Bab 1220

Rodney pressed down on the accelerator, maintaining their pace. He and Sam both felt the tension mounting. The prospect of forcibly entering the Hannibal family's underground palace seemed exceedingly perilous.Though not as daunting as the tomb, the underground palace remained a mystery, its layout and defenses unknown. It felt akin to leaping into a fiery abyss.Their anxiety peaked when a soldier suddenly materialized with a familiar-looking flag in hand, signaling for Rodney to halt.Rodney was taken aback. "Why is a Hannibal family's soldier waving our country's flag?"Sam leaned in for a better look. "Hold on, that's one of Robert's soldiers! I recognize him!"Rodney immediately slammed on the brakes. "Why would Robert's soldier be here, dressed in the Hannibal family's uniform?""Robert's been infiltrating operatives for some time now. They're under strict orders to maintain a low profile until both factions are sufficiently weakened by the conflict. The Hannibal attire is

Rodney frowned and asked, "Are all these markings indicating entrances?"Steven affirmed, "Yes, those are the markers for the research facilities, each with blast-proof doors. Once they're locked, not even a cannon could blast it open."Sam's expression sank. "Upon our entrance, it dawned on me that if all the security measures within the underground palace were to be activated, infiltrating from the outside would become incredibly arduous."Steven shook his head firmly. "No chance of breaking in once they finish construction. The Hannibal boss has fitted the doors with state-of-the-art blast-resistant technology, each costing millions. It's safe to say this fortress will be the most secure place on Earth."Despite successfully infiltrating their ranks and assuming control of the surveillance operation, we're only scratching the surface of what's being constructed underground. "While we've acquired the blueprint for the underground palace, the central area remains a mystery. The

The "boss" bellowed, "What are you staring at? Keep moving!"Belle frowned and continued walking ahead. Unable to resist her curiosity, she inquired, "Why are all these animals locked up?"The "boss" shot her a glance before ignoring her. Belle couldn't discern if he had no idea or if he just didn't want to answer her question.As they roamed through the research labs, they eventually reached an unmarked area. There were no guards stationed except for two burly men in white lab coats, clearly not doctors or researchers. They were built more like professional bodyguards. The guards seemed to be anticipating their arrival as they didn't interrogate them like the soldiers earlier. One of them stepped forward and guided Belle and the "boss" further inside.They passed through several equipment storage rooms before arriving at an office. The bodyguard knocked on the door. "Sir, they're here."A man's voice from inside responded, "Come in."Belle focused intently on the room, eager t

Mikkel remained composed. "I hope you grasp the gravity of your situation. But rest assured, while your childhood home may be lost, your grandfather remains safe. Noah is quite slippery, isn't he? I've lost track of his whereabouts. However…"It's only a matter of time until I catch up to him. My best men are already on his trail. You'll be reunited with him soon enough."Belle's fist clenched with fury. "Do you have a death wish?" She never tolerated threats against herself, let alone her loved ones.Mikkel remained unfazed. "You misunderstand. Threatening you by capturing Noah is my only recourse. But as long as you comply with my demands, your grandfather will remain unharmed. Frankly, I have no interest in Noah, Grayson, or your associates. My concern lies solely with you—with the Aspens."All this time, I believed you were dead. It was only recently that I discovered you're alive, and that is after investing considerable resources to locate you. I've come to understand you val

Mikkel stood up and issued his orders. "Bring in the doctor. The rest of you, clear out."The bodyguards scrambled to stand up before making a hasty retreat. The doctor then entered the office to assess Mikkel's injuries. "Your wrist is broken. Recovery will take time. You'll have to get used to asking for help.""Fuck!" shouted Mikkel.Yelena returned to the office in tears. "Sir!"Mikkel's glare was sharp as he snapped, "Stop crying already! It's not like I'm dead or something. Where's Ms. Belle's milkshake?"Yelena turned to Belle, rebuking, "You're treated as an esteemed guest, yet you show such disrespect. You should understand that you're a prisoner here. "Despite how formidable you are, you're never getting out of here. Remember, you're only alive because Mr. Hannibal permits it. So know your goddamn place!"Yelena then left the room to continue making the milkshake.Belle frowned as she watched Yelena leave. Belle's frustration was simmering not from irrationality but