"Do you think it'll be believable if Mansari shows up to me first?" Chen Zhao asked.
"It's hard to guess, but the Supernatural Organization and the Anti-Terrorism Department won't have any conflicts in the short term," West said. "We might have conflicts, but there's no conflict of interest. Mansari doesn't have to turn against us. But in the long term, once Mansari gathers all the power in the Anti-Terrorism Department, he definitely won't be able to tolerate a disobedient subordinate department. Most importantly, this subordinate department needs $20 million a year. It's no longer a subordinate department. It's like his grandfather."
Chen Zhao chuckled. West's words were indeed funny, but they also made sense.
If this happened in the Supernatural Organization, Chen Zhao wouldn't be able to tolerate it either. Mansari would be the same.
He'd saved Mansari. Maybe he'd said that out of gratitude.
But would he really tolerate an uncontrollable subordinate department?
But there was no better way now.
Kill Mansari?
Another stranger would be even more troublesome.
Also, using assassination to seek benefits was a big taboo in any industry or place.
For example, in Latin American countries, criminal groups even dared to assassinate high-ranking government officials for their own benefits. They even put bounties on police officers. Such a chaotic political environment was unimaginable in other places.
Chen Zhao might be strong enough now, but he couldn't ignore any rules.
In a social environment like America, relying on assassination to seek benefits could very well land him in an irreversible situation.
After all, the Supernatural Organization was an official department, not some random organization.
Chen Zhao believed in power, but he wouldn't blindly use it to decide everything.
If one day, the battle between Chen Zhao and Mansari ended with Chen Zhao's defeat, Chen Zhao would accept his defeat.
He wouldn't just go and kill Mansari.
Enemies on the battlefield and enemies in politics were two different things.
Of course, up until now, Chen Zhao and the Supernatural Organization only had good cards in their hands.
They still had the advantage for now. Chen Zhao and West were just taking precautions.
Chen Zhao and West wouldn't think that they'd win for sure. Since they had the advantage, they could make more proactive arrangements.
A few people were competing by the lake. They were having a lot of fun.
Jollinash was using an elemental whirlwind to create a waterspout, while Morid was dropping a few seeds into the water. A dozen aquatic plants with mouths appeared in the water.
This kind of battle was a common occurrence in the association. Other than the fact that no one had ever challenged them before, the other members would often spar with their companions.
…
"Basir, it's good that you're back. Do you know how worried I was when you were missing for two days?"
Beside Chloe Bass, her husband, Oni, knelt on one knee and grabbed her hand, his face full of joy.
Kefuy Bass sat on the chair like a queen, while Oni looked more like her servant.
Oni used to be an executive in her company. In the eyes of others, Oni was young and promising. He was humorous and quite popular in the company.
But in Kefoy Bass's eyes, Oni wasn't as beautiful as others thought.
The one who was most disappointed that he was able to come back alive was probably Oni.
If he did not return, Oni would be able to rightfully inherit his wealth.
"I want to be alone," Kefoy Bass said calmly.
They had signed a prenuptial agreement. Even if Oni divorced her, he would only get a few million dollars as a breakup fee.
The breakup fee wasn't only paid by the man. In fact, American law would first determine if there was a prenuptial agreement. If there was one, it would be judged according to it. If there wasn't, both parties would split the assets equally.
Of course, if one party made a mistake, such as cheating, it would also affect the distribution of assets.
And in America, prenuptial agreements were very common.
Especially the rich in America. Almost every rich person who got married would sign a prenuptial agreement with their partner.
It was easy to know a person's nature. Just marry him.
After marriage, Oni's nature was completely exposed. He no longer had the kind of beauty and romance before marriage.
Oni's greed and ambition were also exposed step by step.
In the eyes of outsiders, the blissful couple was already separated on the outside.
The reason why Kefoy Bass hadn't divorced Oni yet was only for the benefit of the company.
Kefoy Bass knew many of Oni's secrets. For example, he used his position to embezzle the company's assets.
He transferred the company's liquid funds to an overseas account, as well as his secret lovers.
He thought he hid it well. In fact, a few of them were sent by Kefoy Bass.
Kefoy Bass was currently investigating Oni's overseas account.
Once the investigation was clear, it would be Oni's end.
Kefoy Bass wouldn't give Oni a single cent and would send him to jail.
"Then I won't disturb you anymore. Have a good rest," Oni said as he stood up.
The moment he turned around, Oni's face instantly darkened.
During the two days when Kefoy Bass disappeared, Oni was even more excited than a drug.
Especially when he found out from the police that Kefoy Bass might have been kidnapped by a midnight kidney cutter, Oni was so excited that he almost suffocated.
But Kefoy Bass came back, and she came back in one piece.
This made Oni very disappointed. He had never wished for his wife to die as much as he did at this moment.
Why did she come back? Why did she come back alive?
That damned midnight kidney cutter … that trash …
Just like how Kefoy Bass knew Oni's thoughts, Oni also knew Kefoy Bass's thoughts.
He was afraid that he would lose everything. This vicious woman, she wouldn't let him off so easily.
He didn't dare to use the company's money anymore because this poisonous snake had already set its eyes on him.
When she found out what he had done, what awaited him would definitely be worse than death.
He definitely wouldn't let this woman have her way!
The money belonged to him, and all her assets should also belong to him.
He had worked so hard for so many years, and all his efforts were definitely not to prepare for jail.
Right! Let her die! As long as she died, then all her assets would belong to him.
At this moment, Oni finally made up his mind. He had to let this woman die.
But this kind of thing had to be done cleanly and beautifully, and he couldn't be suspected.
When Oni left the villa, he took out his phone and made a call.
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