“Alright.”

Madelyn hung up the phone. Then, she started thinking about possible reasons why James was getting in contact with Blake at this time.

Blake was the founder of a killer organization. Although he was strong, he was nothing in front of a grandmaster.

The night passed by silently.

The next morning.

James woke up early.

In the living room of Cynthia’s villa.

A few people gathered.

Quincy said, “James, I already called Scarlett last night to fire the moles. I’ll head to the company and use our company’s funds to try and talk to a few of the small factories threatened by Centennial.”

“Mhm.” James nodded. “Be careful, and don’t turn off your phone. I’ll have someone tracking you, so call immediately if anything happens.”

“Alright. I’ll head out.” Quincy bid farewell and left the villa.

Thea looked at James and asked, “Honey, are you going to the military region?”

“Yeah. Let’s go.”

James stood up and looked at Cynthia and Tiara, saying, “I won’t be in Cansington for so