This mysterious organization with a long history was almost invisible in the world of ordinary people, but it was inextricably linked to the various corporations.
Previously, Meg knew that this organization was definitely related to the corporations. Perhaps the corporations were the financial backers, but from the internal intelligence of the various corporations, this relationship seemed to be more complicated.
The corporations weren't the ones controlling the undying. Instead, the corporations seemed to be worshiping the undying.
The undying seemed to have something that the corporations were afraid of, or something that the corporations were willing to lower their heads and flatter.
All the clues pointed to the existence of such a thing, but none of the clues clearly stated what it was. It seemed to be a taboo existence.
Of course, the corporations weren't pushovers either. The relationship between the two was more of a cooperative one.
The disappearance of Councilor Tam was definitely related to the undying. The McCarthy family was playing the role of the perpetrator.
It was certain that Councilor Tam wasn't brought into the McCarthy manor. From the confidential information within the McCarthy family, on the day of the kidnapping, Councilor Tam was handed over to the undying.
"Isn't this nonsense? Even if he's in, what's the use?" Meg pouted. He had tried his best to use the title of the Chef King to sneak into the McCarthy manor, but he wasn't even there.
Meg paced in the room and pondered. After a long while, his eyes lit up.
It's Ferdinand's intelligence that's wrong. As long as I can get that confidential information and pass it to Ferdinand, my mission will be completed, Mag thought.
That confidential information was sent to Patriarch Theodore by the McCarthy family's Third Master, Gardner. Gardner was the CEO of the DeMarca financial group under the McCarthy family, and he was also the supervisor of the McCarthy family's external operations department. The kidnapping of Councilor Tam was planned and facilitated by him.
Meg had already obtained the confidential information, but if he handed it to Ferdinand directly, it wouldn't be easy to explain.
How should he explain? He couldn't possibly say that he was a genius who had learned how to become a super hacker after coming to the Dungeon for a few days. He hacked into the McCarthy family's internal network and stole the information.
How did he manage to get his hands on something that even the powerful intelligence network of the military couldn't get their hands on?
Meg had a clear understanding of Ferdinand. Since the other party dared to let him enter the underground city and allowed him to visit the divine monument, he must have felt that he could control everything about him.
If his performance was too abnormal and exceeded his expectations, this cooperative relationship might collapse.
It seemed that he still had to go to McCarthy Manor. It was time to show his true acting skills.
…
[Judgement of Fergus] had caused a huge uproar in the underground city. Seeing the young master of a tycoon, who had committed many evil deeds and could not be punished, being judged and executed, everyone was delighted.
As for the young masters of the major corporations, they disappeared almost simultaneously. The princes and princesses of the night parties, as well as the hosts of the top parties, all disappeared without a trace.
Even those arrogant youngsters who relied on their family's power and influence had become much more docile.
Even a direct descendant of a tycoon like Fergus was still judged and executed under the protection of a half-step Transcendent powerhouse. What were they?
"This fellow killed two people, and eliminated the tycoon's bad habit of being arrogant and despotic for so many years. Indeed, those who are arrogant are afraid of those who don't care about their lives." Ferdinand looked at the document that his secretary had just sent over, and a smile appeared on his cold face.
He admired this young man's ability and wisdom very much. There was no one in the younger generation in the underground city who could be on par with him.
Unfortunately, he came from the Norland Continent.
…
The next morning, Meg received a message from Nancy's assistant. He packed his personal belongings briefly, and followed the assistant through the VIP lift to the rooftop.
A small fighter jet was parked on the wide rooftop.
"This?" Meg was a little surprised. Wasn't McCarthy Manor in Tucker City? It was only tens of kilometers away, and it would only take a dozen minutes by flying car. Wasn't it a little exaggerated to board a fighter jet?
"It was arranged by Miss Nancy. You just have to board the plane," the assistant said with a sweet smile.
Meg nodded, and quickly boarded the fighter jet.
"Have a seat. We'll set off soon." Nancy was already on the fighter jet, and she smiled at Meg.
He could tell that she was in a good mood today. She was wearing a floral daisy dress. Compared to her dignified appearance a few days ago, she looked a little more fresh.
Meg sat down opposite her.
"Fergus is dead. You should know, right?" Nancy said, staring at Meg with her beautiful eyes.
"Yes, I saw it yesterday. He deserved it." Meg nodded.
It could be seen that Nancy was really attentive to him. The fighter jet was most likely to prevent the Dixon family from doing anything to him.
"Angelina should be very gratified. After all, the murderer who killed her sister has finally paid the price." Nancy was a little emotional.
"Even if that fellow dies, he can't get her sister back," Meg said softly.
Nancy pursed her lips and was silent for three seconds. She changed the topic and said, "When you return to the manor, someone from the chef's department will receive you and arrange your life and work. I've already talked to them. You're a specially hired chef. You only need to be responsible for the family banquet and the meals of the core family members. "
"Understood." Meg nodded. From today onwards, he was a worker.
"When you go back, you have to be careful of Norma. That girl is petty. You used her medusa waist to cook. She'll definitely make things difficult for you when you go back." Nancy warned again, "But you don't have to worry too much. If she bullies you, just tell me. I'll make her restrain herself."
Meg nodded, but his mind was active.
Norma McCarthy was the precious daughter of Nancy's third uncle, Gardner. She was spoiled by nature and didn't seem to get along with Nancy.
He was brought into the McCarthy family by Nancy, so he was bound to be labeled as Nancy's loyal dog. Moreover, he killed her pet snake for its waist. It would be strange if she didn't make things difficult for him when he went back.
The situation didn't seem to be good, but Meg already had a rough plan in his mind.
He wasn't here to marry into the family. He had to run away immediately after completing the task. Why would he need to be careful?
…
The fighter took off and hovered on a lawn a few minutes later.
Meg followed Nancy out of the fighter and looked at the wide lawn and the luxurious villas. It was like a different world from the hundreds of buildings in the distance.
In the center of Tucker City, where every inch of land was worth gold, only the top ten conglomerates could be so extravagant and ostentatious.
"Welcome home, Second Miss." A middle-aged man dressed like a butler and a dozen maids and servants bowed.
Nancy said a few words to the housekeeper and then left.
The butler watched Nancy's back as she left. Only then did he walk towards Meg.
"Mr. Hades, I'm Miss Nancy's personal butler, Boson. Please come with me. I'll take you to familiarize yourself with the manor and some precautions for entering the job …" The butler said as he led Meg to a side path.
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