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The subordinate stood to one side, looking worriedly at his left hand, from which blood was continuously dripping.“Go back.”“Yes.” The subordinate lowered his head and added, “By the way, Mr. Wordsworth, I asked around about the rules for smuggling flights. To avoid being discovered, all refugees are crammed into a compartment at the very bottom of the cargo plane. And once someone is found causing trouble or getting into a conflict, they’ll be thrown off immediately.”The lives of smuggled refugees were not considered lives.He had originally wanted to arrange some favors, but after thinking about it, those who resorted to smuggling were all desperate people fleeing for their lives.Mr. Wordsworth’s identity was far too special. If he were discovered, it might cause even more trouble. Even if nothing happened, there was the concern that the people on the plane might not be convincing enough and could expose Mr. Wordsworth while passing through checkpoints in different countries.Tr

"Understood."The butler nodded. "And what about the conglomerates..."At the mention of that, Benjamin's head started to ache. He stopped walking and pressed his temple. "Let's leave it at that. Tell them Heloise knew nothing. She only heard it mentioned in passing by someone from the slums. During the speech, she was scared and cornered, so she made wild accusations to save her own life.""But what if the conglomerates and the old families still don't believe it and refuse to let it go?" the butler asked worriedly."I believe Heloise. If she says there won't be turmoil in THE PHOENIXFELL EMPIRE within two years, then there won't be. In that case, what is there left for them to make a fuss about? She's going to die anyway."Benjamin couldn't explain why he trusted Heloise, but he did. Soon, he sighed again. "Let's just leave it at that. When Reginald comes back, I might not even keep this position for another two years."When that time comes, who cares.Whatever happens, happens."..

Mrs. Johnson nodded through her tears.Under Mrs. Johnson’s watchful gaze, Agatha dirtied her face and messed up her appearance a little more before resolutely walking out the door.The old Agatha would never have dared to do something like this, but after meeting Heloise, she seemed to have become much braver.It was Heloise who had taught her that you couldn’t always hesitate and look backward and forward before acting; sometimes, taking a gamble wasn’t such a bad thing....The location of the public execution was in a remote area far outside the city, but by the time Agatha arrived, cars could no longer get through.The roads were packed solid. Citizens kept pouring in, and the flower fields along the roadside had been trampled flat.Even from a considerable distance away, special police officers could already be seen maintaining order.Agatha pressed down the brim of her cap and struggled to squeeze through the crowd.“Excuse me, please let me through.”She had to get to the very