Chapter 659

Chapter 659:

Fraser, too, was intrigued by this mysterious figure, but his interest wasn’t so much in the person as in the opportunity they represented.

What he truly craved was a spectacle—a singular event that would captivate the attention of all Staville’s inhabitants.

And during such a major event, he would orchestrate a terrorist attack that would send shockwaves through the entire nation.

At this juncture, Fraser knew there was no turning back. Failure was not an option. His fate was inextricably tied to the success of his plan.

For days, he had been laying the groundwork for this act of terror, preparing every detail meticulously.

Through the network of spies he had planted, Fraser had already gained access to the official’s itinerary. Once the figure touched down in Staville, they would deliver a speech before the city’s mid- to high-ranking officials, after which they would embark on an inspection of the project site of the industrial park.

This speech—this grand occasion—was precisely the moment Fraser had been waiting for.

Yet, tampering with such a high-profile event was no small feat. The meeting would be tightly controlled by trusted individuals, making it nearly impossible for any outsiders to infiltrate.

But Fraser had an ace up his sleeve. His network of spies, embedded within Staville’s ranks, would be his ticket to success.

Nearly thirty spies, occupying strategic positions across various government departments, would have no trouble slipping into the event unnoticed.

With their help, the poison Fraser had so carefully prepared made its way into the meeting hall, disguised and undetected.

Meanwhile, Fraser himself—ever the master of disguise—had slipped into the kitchen where the meeting’s catering was being prepared, posing as a lowly kitchen assistant.

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Under this unassuming guise, he injected the poison into the drinks that would soon be served to the gathering of officials.

As he watched the poison dissolve in the liquid, a dark glint flashed in his eyes, and a satisfied smile curled his lips.

Everything was now in place. Simple, yet perfectly executed.

Soon, this grand hall, once filled with Staville’s most powerful officials, would descend into chaos. The very foundations of the city’s power would tremble under Fraser’s watchful eye, and he would emerge as its undisputed ruler.

Yet, unbeknownst to him, in a shadowy corner of the room, someone had been watching every move he made, their lips curling into a sardonic smile.

After pretending to be busy in the kitchen for a while, Fraser heard the executive chef’s voice.

“The meeting is about to start, so, everyone, check if there are any issues with the food we’re serving. We can’t afford to make any mistakes, like the food not being enough. If anything goes wrong later, the entire kitchen staff will be doomed. I don’t want us to lose our jobs.”

Everyone in the kitchen responded enthusiastically except Fraser, who sneered inwardly.

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