Chapter 65

The sun’s rays pierced through the layers of clouds, casting brilliant golden light upon the luxurious harbor city. At the highest floor of the Strong Eagle skyscraper, a tall and imposing figure stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing out at the extravagant town. With perfect features, his eyebrows knitted slightly, a hint of sadness lingering in the corner of his resolute face.

A knock on the door sounded.

"Come in," his low and authoritative voice resounded.

Zohar, Rodas, and Karla, his three close friends and trusted assistants, entered the room.

Red turned around, sitting in a leather swivel chair, his hands resting on the armrests, exuding an air of regal authority.

"I want to go to Hawaii, and I don’t want the fifth person to know," he glanced at his three close friends, who also served as his aides.

"Um…" Zohar cleared his throat hesitantly, raising his hand, "There’s one more person."

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