The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 886

The infrared remote targeting system was top-tier, the kind of high-tech weapon you saw in spy movies but never expected to be real. If someone managed to use it here, it meant the presidential palace had been compromised for a while. All it would take was a single press of a button, and the whole place could go up in flames.

Someone had slipped the equipment inside and set up everything right under their noses. Franco had to admit, he’d underestimated this guy.

He pressed his lips together, voice low and steady. “Who are you? How did you get your hands on an infrared system?”

If his memory was right, the infrared targeting system was a recent creation, something only the research branch of X Organization had developed in the past year. It wasn’t open to the public. It hadn’t even been officially deployed yet. So how on earth did this man get it?

“You don’t need to know,” Anthony replied. He checked the time, his patience clearly running out. His eyes were red, dangerously intense. “This is the last time I’ll say it. Give me my person.”

Franco stayed silent for a moment, everything suddenly clicking into place. If this was X Organization tech, then this man must be one of them. And as far as he knew, only the leader of X Organization, the one they called God, could use this kind of system.

That meant this man was God.

Franco’s face darkened as the realization set in. X Organization. First, they’d blocked him in Cabinda when he was looking for Asclepius. Then, they’d teamed up with N Organization to go against him. It felt like they were destined to clash.

As he thought of N Organization, Franco remembered something the butler had dug up. Rumor had it, the leader of X Organization was seeing the head of N Organization. If this man was really the leader, then... was he playing both sides? Dating the head of N Organization and messing with Franco’s precious daughter?

No wonder he’d felt uneasy about this guy from the very first moment. He was a player, plain and simple.

Just thinking about Charlotte getting deceived at her age made Franco’s blood boil. He stood up so fast his chair nearly toppled, his glare locked on Anthony. His voice was cold and furious. “There’s no one here for you. Get out.”

The noise brought the guards running. They burst in, guns drawn, all of them aiming at Anthony. Hans moved just as quickly, pulling out his own gun and training it on Franco.

For a moment, the room was frozen in a tense standoff. No one moved. The air was thick enough to choke on.

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