Chapter 224: Chapter 224: Seven’s Cover Blown, Tulip Estate Explodes
"Whoa, what’s he doing here?"
Drake White muttered softly upon seeing the newcomer, noticing his gaze falling on the girl, and stepped forward slowly to block the view.
This guy has been staring at the big sister; maybe he’s got his eye on her? But his big sister was already taken.
Seeing Drake’s actions, the man beneath the mask frowned slightly, a hint of displeasure in his eyes.
"Looking at your stance, what are you up to, planning to make a move against Tulip?"
Drake glanced meaningfully at the group behind him as he spoke.
Too bad it’s too late. Once Cook’s people arrive, all of Tulip’s folks will be taken away.
Just as he finished speaking.
Mason Quinn’s audacious laughter came from under the mask. He glanced at the silent girl behind Drake, and his smile grew wider.
"We heard Divine Healer Emma White is at Tulip, and we didn’t want her to get hurt, so we brought people over to keep things calm."
And see the show while we’re at it.
Drake and Lowe both twitched at the corner of their mouths, looking speechless.
I totally believed your nonsense.
Ask yourself honestly if you feel guilty saying that.
Feeling the intense gaze, Claire Green fiddled with her hand in her pocket, then kicked the person in front of her.
"Why so many words?"
After speaking, she emerged from behind the person, lowering her hat brim and preparing to bypass a few others.
At that moment, an unexpected change occurred.
The man, who had been silent since entering, suddenly extended his hand.
Noticing the man’s movement, Claire Green used her leg muscles to slightly maneuver her body, dodging it, then powered her leg to attack him.
Seeing this, Julian Sia’s eyes held a hint of amusement. He shifted his foot slightly and sidestepped, the fierce punchwind aiming directly at the girl.
Watching their sharp and neat movements, neither gaining the upper hand, the onlookers were all dumbfounded.
Are they seriously fighting?
"Isn’t Mr. Sia afraid of this young ancestor settling scores later?" Mason Quinn asked the person beside him, arms crossed and gloating a bit.
George Xyler chuckled, "Not quite, but even if she settles scores later, Mr. Sia can pacify her."
Blocking the man’s punches with her hand, Claire Green’s eyes had a roguish glint. She licked her lips wickedly, her movements becoming tougher.
"Old White, what’s their deal?"
Lowe watched them fight for a while without making sense, couldn’t help but poke the person in front of him, asking with curiosity.
"Who the hell is Old White? Are we close enough for that?" Drake glared at him, his expression filled with disdain.
If he remembered correctly, a month ago, their sides engaged in a big fight.
Lowe shrugged indifferently, "Well, we’re all on the same side now, and besides, Old White sounds nice; do you prefer Little White?"
"I like your sister," Drake swore softly, eyes flashing with wit, then spoke with a playful tone, "Lowe."
Isn’t it about mutual harm? Who can’t do the same?
Let’s see who can be more disgusting.
*Cough.*
Lowe was successfully choked by his use of "Lowe," forgetting what he wanted to say.
Damn, it’s just a name; does he have to take it so seriously?
Seeing the two fighting fiercely, Drake prepared to speak up and say stop, but the man’s words left him stunned.
"Ah Jinn really is ruthless."
The man looked down at the clear shoe print on his pant leg, speaking calmly.
Upon hearing this.
Claire Green pulled her hat down again, raising her brow nonchalantly, "Likewise."
Her arm was still throbbing in pain, after all.
The two faced off, surrounded by eerie yet oppressive tension.
Drake regained his composure and immediately went up to the girl, "Big sis, do you know him?"
"Don’t know him," Claire Green answered lightly with three words.
Drake’s brow twitched; he calls you so intimately and you say you don’t know him?
Julian Sia’s eyes darkened, his voice low and dangerous, "Is that so? Maybe Ah Jinn needs to rediscover who I am."
Staring into his deep eyes, Claire Green paused her gaze, raised her hand to remove the mask, smiling at the man, "Brother really is determined to unmask me."
Despite having guessed beforehand, actually seeing the girl’s face shocked Julian Sia and the others at that moment.
A while later.
Julian Sia stepped forward and tousled her hair, his husky voice filled with delight.
"I didn’t expect Ah Jinn to have this trick up her sleeve either."
Drake and Lowe exchanged looks, confused by the situation.
But before they could ask, Cook showed up with his team.
Looking at the crowd in the courtyard, he spoke with a sarcastic smile, "Of all things, you’re all crowded here instead of on your own turf, ready for a team-building exercise?"
Jacob Jordan was excellent at dealing with Cook, quickly retorting as soon as Cook finished speaking.
"You’re full of crap, so are you joining our team-building or what?"
Cook knew he couldn’t out-talk him, glaring fiercely before walking away.
Soon.
They watched as Cook’s men cuffed a group and brought them out of the villa, raising their eyebrows involuntarily.
Once everyone left, Claire Green’s eyes showed rebelliousness, her voice laced with coldness.
"Drake, do it."
Understanding what she meant, this time Drake didn’t hesitate, instructing Du Zehao and the others to move all the bombs to the laboratory.
Mason Quinn watched them surge into action, mischievously joining in, but his expression shifted subtly when he came back out.
"What’s going on?" George Xyler asked quietly.
"I’ll tell you later when we’re back."
...
*Boom.*
As the group left, a massive explosion occurred behind them at Tulip Estate, and the sky was dyed red by the blazing flames.
Did something happen at Tulip Estate?
Seeing the flames, the other factions couldn’t sit still, beginning to gather equipment and preparing to strike.
On this side, except for Lowe, Drake and Claire Green were all taken back to Poppy Estate.
The two sat on one side, facing Julian Sia and his group, like facing a three-way tribunal.
Until Julian Sia removed his mask, Drake stiffly turned to look at the girl.
Damn, what a cliché twist.
Julian Sia is the boss of Poppy Estate, while he and J, who stole his goods, are sitting right in front of him now.
"Well, I just remembered I have some matters to handle, so I’ll be going first."
The big sis and he aren’t just strangers; she’ll probably be fine, but not necessarily him.
Who would have thought.
Just as he stood, the girl’s nonchalant tone threatened.
"Try leaving."
Drake’s body shook fiercely, he quickly sat back down, forcing a smile, "I’m just stretching my legs."
Julian Sia sat relaxed, watching the girl bow her head, playing on her phone, his eyes amused, "Doesn’t Ah Jinn have anything to say?"
Divine Healer Emma White, hidden well enough.
Claire Green’s fingertips paused, lifting her gaze from the screen, leaning back, "What does brother want to know?"
As soon as the words fell.
Mason Quinn jumped in, firing off a barrage of questions, "What’s your relationship with J, what does he look like, how old is he, where does he live..."
Claire Green eyed him, "Young Master Mason, making a census inquiry; should I tell you about J’s love life too?"
"What, you even know about his love life?"
Mason Quinn exclaimed deliberately, full of unabashed curiosity.
Finally, George Xyler had enough and gestured for him to shut up.
This guy seems to forget that the girl in front could fight Mr. Sia to a tie, if he pisses her off, his skills would only land him in the ER.
"No connection with J, looks so awful, as for the rest, I don’t know."