It's Love That Blinds Him
It’s Love That Blinds Him – Chapter 88

Kathryn and Lucia seemed to have found a way to get along. Every time Lucia got up in the morning, Catherine had already gone to school. But she always left breakfast for Lucia on the table. They would only see each other when Catherine came home from school. At noon, Lucia would just prepare a simple meal and then start walking around S City. It was as if she wanted to make up for those many years she had lost.

She didn’t stay in Kenneth’s cafe all the time. Sometimes, she spent her time in one of the more ordinary alleys in S City. Sometimes she would stay quietly in the corner of a sparsely populated park. Lucia basked in the sun, letting go of all her thoughts and slowly savoring everything the city had brought her.

She grew up in this town. Having spent her whole life here, she had so many memories of this place. But she had never toured this city thoroughly. So now it seemed like everything here was so fresh to his eyes.

Lucia didn’t know how much time she spent in front of the computer. She hadn’t even explored the place where she lived.

“This is one of my failures,” thought Lucia.

Whenever Lucia decided to come back for dinner, Kathryn would always be home. The two had dinner together and talked about life, school, and old times. Lucia lived peacefully every day of her life. But it had also remained inactive since then. Due to idleness, she became lazy, which made her lose her fighting spirit and passion.

Tonight, chatting with Kathryn after dinner, Lucia still had a smile on her face. But there was a trace of loneliness in his eyes. It was because of a few words Kathryn had said unintentionally. “Do you still keep in touch with Mr. Evans?” Lucia seemed to have already forgotten that she and Malcolm hadn’t contacted each other for a few days. She thought she had gotten used to it. However, now that Catherine l ‘had mentioned inadvertently, she still felt a dull pain in her heart.

As soon as Lucia returned to her room, she lay on the bed and looked at the stars in the sky. Dark clouds somewhat covered the stars , making them seem a little gloomy tonight. Her phone suddenly rang and it seemed to cheer her up. Lucia quickly picked it up as if she was waiting for something. “The stars in the sky tonight aren’t

bright enough. Good night Lucy.”

It was a text from Lowell. Lucia replied, “Good night” with a smiling emoji. Then she put her phone aside, feeling a little disappointed. What did she expect? Was she looking forward to receiving a call from the man who would call her “wildcat?” » She was so used to that voice, and without it, she felt lost.

At that moment, she couldn’t help but wonder what he was doing now. Was he also under the same starry sky or was he somewhere else? It was so hard to hate someone you loved. Lucia wanted to give up, but she couldn’t hold back the deep affection in her heart.

“Malcolm, if only I had known things would turn out this way, I wish we had never met. As I wish, all I remember about you is your stunning look when I first saw you in X Town.’

In Alexandria, Egypt

The transportation of drugs from Burma’s Golden Triangle to Egypt has been ruthlessly hampered, resulting in an insufficient supply of drugs in the Middle East. Security in the factory has become stricter. Sentries were posted every few meters. And even factory employees have to swipe their ID cards to enter the workshop. Once the ID card fails, the staff would be rejected. Anyone who made suspicious gestures would be shot.

Malcolm was in the conference room. He looked down and spun the phone in his hand while listening to Byron’s report on the current situation. Malcolm looked calm and there was no expression on his face. But the calmer he seemed, the more frightened everyone was. They knew Malcolm was like that when he was angry.

“Sir…The other party used the most violent method to ruin our transportation route. And they involved Interpol. The public is now very attentive to this issue. So it is not easy for us to fight back .Otherwise we will become an obvious target, and that will not be good for our image. I think they are doing this to prevent us from providing enough supply at the moment. We will not suffer big losses, but our buyers will downstream will be worried. They just don’t dare to speak out because of our power.”

Byron frowned as he reported the strange situation. He wondered what their enemy’s goal could be. Destroying the transportation route would only cause them minor trouble. It wouldn’t hurt them. He really couldn’t understand why their enemy did this.

“How is our current supply situation? » asked Malcolm indifferently.

“We urgently shipped a consignment of goods from Latin America. It will arrive in time for the exchange. As for our regular customers, we have already informed them that there will be delays. That’s good for them” , Byron explained respectfully.

Malcolm didn’t say anything. He also wondered who could be so bold as to provoke his forces. “Is it because I’ve been silent these past few years that people are starting to covet my territory? “Ninety percent of the drug market was in the hands of the Evans family, and too many people coveted it. A bloodthirsty light flashed in Malcolm’s eyes.

Finn knocked on the door, opened it and entered. He bowed respectfully, placed the investigation report in front of Malcolm and walked away gently.

Malcolm read it carefully. The drug transport failed due to the intervention of the international anti-drug police. The person who provided the information to the police was just someone in the Middle East. But now he was under the protection of the international drug police as an informant. Things seemed to be getting more interesting.

“Kill him,” Malcolm ordered coldly.

“Yes, sir,” Finn replied with a nod and left.

— He must be too arrogant. How dare he provoke the Evans family! Does he think he will be safe because he is under the protection of the international drug police? Malcolm thought and smiled mercilessly. It wasn’t hard to imagine how horrified and surprised the informant would be when he saw Finn’s gun against his forehead. “The international drug police? They are nothing more than a bunch of cowards who also fear death. They are scrambling to get benefits. But if they’re on a dangerous mission, they’ll run faster than anyone else. How can the informant be so gullible to trust his promise?

Such a stupid man!

As Malcolm was deep in thought, the sound of hurried footsteps was heard from the door. Then, a subordinate pushed the door and walked in with an anxious look. Malcolm frowned. And when Byron was about to scold the man, he was shocked by the news the man relayed.

“Sir, the newly supplied goods have been destroyed. It seemed that the other party was not after the goods. They just wanted to destroy our supplies. They intercepted our men, destroyed most of our property and quickly withdrew. » The man breathlessly recounted what had just happened.

“Could there be another defector?” Byron asked doubtfully.

Malcolm remained silent, ignoring Byron’s words. A gleam shone in his eyes as he thought about the current situation. Then he suddenly picked up his phone and called Enoch.

“Malcolm?” » Enoch was visibly surprised to receive a call from him.

“Did he do something?” » asked Malcolm indifferently.

“No. He’s been too calm. I don’t understand what he’s doing in S City,” Enoch grumbled.

They were all unusually tense. However, their opponent seemed so calm. It was like he was just passing messages. vacation in S City. They couldn’t find his whereabouts and nothing strange has happened so far.

“About her?” Malcolm asked again.

‘Her?’

At first, Enoch was confused. But soon, he realized that Malcolm wasn’t referring to Lucia.

“Oh, she seems a little off. She seems to have a little autism. She’ll either be at home or wander the streets.”

“Keep looking out for her,” Malcolm said and hung up the phone.

If this man was behind this, Malcolm didn’t know what he wanted to do. “What happened in Egypt is not that bad. This means that its target is S City. But he didn’t make any moves in S City. Could it be a plot by a new, unknown force? Is this trouble in Egypt a feint to divert my attention, and the enemy’s goal is the Evans family market in the Middle East?

The situation seemed a bit complicated. It was difficult to understand things clearly. There were uncertainties everywhere. Byron looked at Malcolm anxiously, awaiting his instructions.

“It shouldn’t be another defector. That’s too low for a renegade and the risk is too high. And right now the enemy doesn’t want our assets,” Malcolm said coldly.

“What does he want then? Is he procrastinating?” Byron asked with a frown. Confusion was written all over his face.

“Procrastination?” Malcolm thought back to what Byron had said.

“If Byron is right, what is the point of procrastination ?” Malcolm thought for a moment before raising his head and motioning for Byron to continue speaking.

“Sir, perhaps our enemy is trying to buy more time to prepare for a bigger plot against us?” said Byron cautiously.

At this moment, Byron’s phone rang. After checking who was calling, he quickly answered. He listened to the person on the other end of the line, hung up, and looked at Malcolm with a solemn expression. Malcolm waved at him. talk.

“Sir, a buyer wants to see you in person,” Byron said respectfully.

“What is that?” Malcolm asked indifferently.

“Antonio, sir,” Byron replied quickly.

“Tell him, tomorrow. I’m going to visit him at his villa,” Malcolm said after thinking for a moment.

“Okay sir. I’ll make the arrangements right away.” Byron then left.

Malcolm whispered the name of Antonio, the biggest drug trafficker in Latin America. The Evans family supplied seventy percent of the drugs he sold. They had been cooperating for over a decade, but they had never met. Both simply relied on a good reputation. Malcolm didn’t expect Antonio to want to meet him this time. ‘For what? Is it because the delay caused problems in its supply chain? Or is he part of the conspiracy?

The night in Alexandria didn’t seem so peaceful at the moment.

In the city S

“Antonio went to see him? » There was a rare confusion in the man’s voice as he spoke.

“Yes, Commander. Frequent problems have been popping up in the Middle East recently. I guess even Antonio won’t be able to sit there and do nothing,” Hudson explained dutifully. “Well, it seems like a lot of local bad guys

have been attracted this time. We don’t need to add more problems. He’s having enough trouble taking care of others,” the Commander said lightly.

“Commander, there’s another interesting thing. He killed Renee,” Hudson added.

“Oh really?” The commander was visibly surprised.

“I think he killed her because she gave Lucia trouble,” Hudson surmised.

“Find a appropriate way to let Lucia know what he did. He is so ruthless with his ex. I wonder what Lucia will do when she hears such news.” There was hostility in her laughter.

“Okay, Commander,” Hudson replied.

“Tell Tandy he can stop for now. I want to see how Malcolm is going to clean up this mess first. It won’t be fun if things go too far. Let’s save our energy and wait for the next round of the game,” the commander said casually.

“Yes, Commander.” Hudson is gone.

“This game is getting more and more interesting. Let’s see how you will handle this mess. A light shone in the commander’s eyes as he smiled meaningfully. “Since you are a smart man, can you guess the aim of my game this time? »