Dumped My Cheating Ex. Now I'm Sleeping Next to a Billionaire CEO novel Chapter 1539

Barrett casually brushed his wrinkled epaulets, his expression hardening into stone. "It is, naturally, Mr. Nelson's plan. Otherwise, why would our Major General casually deploy his most elite assault unit to serve as Ms. Lincoln's personal vanguard?"

Will ground his teeth, his eyes swimming with intense suspicion and unyielding caution. There was absolutely no way the Captain would ever allow Emmy to take such a suicidal risk, especially carrying his unborn child. He whipped his head around, his voice dropping into a rapid, urgent whisper for Emmy's ears only. "Emmy, something is seriously wrong here. The Captain would never sign off on an arrangement like this. We cannot go with Calony's men."

Seeing their resistance, Barrett dropped his hand directly onto the holster at his waist, a dark threat seeping into his tone. "Are you planning to defy orders? Are you trying to publicly sabotage the comprehensive strategy your own Captain laid out? You all need to realize that Ms. Lincoln will only receive maximum-tier protection during the impending bloodbath if she sticks right by our Major General's side."

Seeing Will, Brett, and the rest of the Dragonscale team instinctively reach for the small of their backs, the atmosphere snapped taut like a bowstring. It felt as if a brutal shootout was mere seconds from erupting right in the middle of the camp.

Emmy furrowed her brows and immediately stepped forward, blocking Will before he could erupt. "Everyone, calm down." She retrieved a satellite phone from the pocket of her windbreaker, her expression freezing over. "I have a satellite phone right here. If this truly is the plan, I will contact Major General Calony directly and verify it myself."

Under the intense scrutiny of dozens of heavily armed men, Emmy dialed the encrypted number. The line connected almost instantly.

"This is Emmy. I demand to speak directly with Major General Calony."

A rustling of footsteps and heavy wind filtered through the speaker. Soon, Calony's slightly raspy, arrogant voice came through the receiver.

"What seems to be the problem?" Calony sounded distinctly displeased. "Did my lieutenant, Barrett, fail to explain the situation clearly to you, Ms. Lincoln?"

Emmy gripped the phone tightly, her knuckles turning white. "Major General, your men are demanding that I follow you into the core sector. I want to confirm, is this genuinely James's plan?"

A heavy beat of silence passed over the line before Calony's voice returned. "Yes. This is exactly the plan we agreed upon. Ms. Lincoln, the only way I can absolutely guarantee your safety is if you stay glued to my side. Furthermore, I expect your full cooperation. You are to come alone."

Emmy's brows locked even tighter together. She pressed him again. "Major General Calony, is this really James's plan? Does he really want me to enter the core sector alone?"

Barrett's face twisted into an ugly grimace of sheer reluctance. His strict orders were to bring Emmy and Emmy alone. But as his eyes flicked toward Will, Tyler, and the rest of the fiercely loyal men who still had their hands resting dangerously on their weapons, he reconsidered. If a firefight broke out right here, his men wouldn't necessarily walk away victorious, and it would only needlessly delay the Major General's schedule.

Barrett swallowed his pride and compromised. "Fine, you can bring the girl. But the rest of you, absolutely no one else follows."

Without any further hesitation, Emmy took Nina and climbed into Barrett's vehicle. The convoy quickly kicked up a massive cloud of dust, speeding frantically toward the designated rendezvous point.

Left behind, Will and Brett stared at the fading silhouette of Emmy's car, their eyes swirling with profound anxiety and dread. Will shot Brett a sharp, meaningful look. Just as the final escort vehicle prepared to pull out and follow the convoy, the men moved with terrifying precision. They wrenched the doors open, slipped inside, and before the occupants could even scream, knocked them out cold. They quickly stripped the unconscious guards, donned their uniforms, smeared their faces with black grease, and slipped the vehicle seamlessly into the back of the convoy, leaving the front cars completely unaware of the hijack.

On the other side of the camp, Tyler, the fiercely loyal head of security, was rapidly losing his patience. "Everyone, mount up right now!" He gathered his elite core of men and trailed the convoy from a vast distance, remaining completely out of sight.