Chapter: 1129

Joey might perhaps be on the second story too.

His subordinate had made a valid point, and Carson was aware that he could not act on impulse under the circumstances. In his thoughts, he remembered Victor and the little kid.

He calmed himself down and issued the command.

“Contact the closest hospital, summon the police, and block any news."

In the presidential suite of Imperial Hotel

Standing at the French window, Odin gazed out at the world around him. Wallace exited the study, stepped behind Odin, and placed the laptop on the coffee table.

“Mr. Sullivan." Wallace called out to him.

Odin swiveled around to face the laptop and stared at the screen.

Wallace tapped on the keyboard. After then, a clip from a security camera was shown on the screen. The video wasn't particularly clear, but it wasn't hard to see that the guesthouse where Norton resided was shown in it.

Bang!

In the footage, an explosion could be heard.

Various items were destroyed and fell from the second floor in the video.

"The bomb went off on schedule." The footage was about fifteen seconds long. Wallace removed his eyes from the screen.

"Although the range of the bomb attached to Joey's body is limited, the explosive force is sufficient to obliterate everybody within the area."

Odin smiled as he sipped the crimson wine from his glass and replied,

“Are you saying that..."

“I mean, Victor should be dead." Wallace looked ferocious.

“Mr.

Sullivan, you have been hiding for so long. Finally, you will be able to assume full control of the Sullivan Group."

Wallace took a peek at Odin's side face. On the other hand, Odin did not seem to be happy with the position as head of the Sullivan Group.

Wallace couldn't help but inquire, "Mr. Sullivan, what do you fear?"

"Tell your men to keep a close check on every hospital and any emergency operation," Odin said, putting down his glass. He didn't answer Wallace's query.

Again, Wallace re-watched the footage that was on the screen.

"Do you suppose Victor is still alive, Mr. Sullivan? That's a definite impossibility. I've seen the strength of that bomb. No one could have survived that."

With his long and narrow eyes half-closed, Odin sat down on the sofa with his knees crossed.