Chapter 1667

To the bishop, Debra and her crew were small fry.

A hundred years ago, the Four Great Families might've been untouchable. But now? Their roots were shaky. The Illuminati, on the other hand, had grown unstoppable.

For the stone, he'd see them and let them feel the Illuminati's might. It was something callows like them couldn't touch.

"Tell them I pick the time and place," he said. "Get the stone ready. If it's fake, they'll get the harshest punishment from God."

"Yes, Master," Michael replied, turning to leave.

Lara stood up to protest, "I'm against this. We should take the chance to wipe them out and take their assets." In her mind, the four families were nothing. When they could snatch what they wanted, there was no need for deals or games.

"God spares all," the bishop muttered. "I'll give them a shot to live.

they bow, why kill them?"

Lara fell silent, but Frederic stepped out of the shadows. He asked, "What about the stone Drake gave us?"

"Only one of the two stones is real. We'll find out soon," the bishop said. "You're in charge of blessing Drake from now on."

Outside the church, Michael spoke up. "You didn't have to join the Illuminati. The Nichols family has cut ties. Why wade back into this mess?"

"You know who I'm here for," Juan replied, pulling off his mask. "My father joined you guys and ended up dead. I'm not like him. I just want the people I care about safe."

He had lost all his family. For over 20 years, he'd been drilled to grow the company, putting work and profit above everything.

He'd ditched love and regretted it. Now, free of that, he had his own goals. Original content can be found at Find[ɴ]ovel.net

"I won't rat you out," Michael said. "But don't cross the Illuminati. Your little schemes won't work. The Master sees it all."

He'd warned Juan before, hoping he'd bail. But Juan didn't listen.

Before leaving, Michael tossed a vial to Juan. "When you see Drake, you'll get what 'blessing' means."

It sounded nice, but they both knew it couldn't be anything good.

Juan looked down at the vial in his hand. "Blessing..."