Chapter: 467

Startled by the call, J leaped from the couch. “What? Miss Wilson got snatched by Breaker's crew? Are they out of their minds? Taking on Mr. Scott is signing their own defeat."

With confidence, J announced, “Don't worry, we've got the finances.

Just name the military gear and manpower you need, and I'll get it sorted out right away."

He nudged the blue-haired man lounging at the sofa's far end. “T, your thoughts?"

T responded, “I'm setting up surveillance near Breaker's territory.

As soon as I get a visual, I'll ring Mr. Scott."

After hanging up, K looked around. “Everything's ready there. Should we head to Breaker's place now?"

Sean glanced down and noticed a food container on the ground before the hotel entrance, its contents leaking oil, the scent still Lingering.

He began walking towards it.

Sean grasped the handle of the food container, setting it down with a deliberate thud, then carefully lifted the lid.

Each layer unveiled a culinary masterpiece crafted by Norah herself.

Twelve buns, pristine and neatly arranged, greeted him from the first tier.

The second layer oozed with clam chowder, saturating the container with its savory aroma.

The third layer revealed smoke salmon, sending Sean's heart racing with anticipation.

Norah, having personally prepared these dishes, eagerly awaited Sean's arrival at the hotel entrance. However, the dishes spilled, and she was swiftly kidnapped by Breaker.

The tantalizing scent of the food teased Sean's senses, but his mind was consumed by the image of Norah's encounter with Breaker.

Phillip's voice broke through his reverie. “Mr. Scott, the car is ready. Let's depart."

He caught sight of the contents in the food container. Having experienced Norah's culinary expertise firsthand, he immediately recognized that this was the dinner she had lovingly prepared for Sean.

Sean stored the food container in the car without a second thought, unconcerned about any potential oil stains on the luxurious vehicle.

All that mattered to him was that it held Norah's expression of love, and he couldn't bear to let it go to waste.

"Shall we head straight to confront Breaker, Mr. Scott?"

Seated in the driver's seat, K took advantage of the moment to pose the question once more. While Sean had been inspecting the food container, K had assumed the role of driver.

"Yes, let's go," Sean replied, his impatience growing.

Sporting a sheepish expression, K met Phillip's gaze through the rearview mirror before voicing his concern. “Considering the number of people of Sacredice, won't your identity as the leader be easily known if you reveal yourself like this?"