Chapter 530: Tina is Even More Reckless Than the Boss
Max's limbs were still uncontrollable as he slowly followed Tina's steps away. Behind him, Grace was screaming
for her father heartbreakingly, but he was utterly unable to respond. It wasn't until they reached a secret cabin
on the ship that Max felt he could control his body again. However, with Jared and Courtney guarding the door,
there was no chance for him to escape.
"Kneel," Tina commanded calmly from her seat of authority.
Max thudded to his knees, not because he couldn't control himself, but out of the sheer awe Tina inspired in him,
a subconscious reaction. His legs tingled, and his knees felt as though a thousand needles were pricking him.
Sweat beaded on his forehead, dripping down his temples and eventually disappearing on his shoulders.
Tina sat with her legs crossed, her slender neck held high in arrogance, a trace of disdain at the corner of her
eyes. The moment Max knelt, Tina even doubted what her mother had seen in him years ago. Such a spineless
man, deserving to inherit the important technology of bionic organisms?
Tina looked down at the man before her and slowly took out a small device named "Morning Glory" from her
pocket, throwing it directly at Max. He caught it instinctively, his forehead vein bulging with fright, collapsing to
the ground. He had thought Tina had thrown a knife at him!
"Miss, what is this?"
Tina raised an eyebrow and slowly said, "A miniature bomb."
Max's expression turned into one of shock, and he scrambled behind a couch. He had thought it was a knife, not
a bomb. How could Tina be even more reckless than his own boss? What normal person would toss around a
bomb like that? Seeing Max's reaction, Tina concluded that he had nothing to do with the bomb that evening.
"Found it on your ship," she stated, shifting her legs and reclining lazily on the sofa back as she watched Max.
Max, stunned for a few moments, crawled back towards Tina, "Miss, | swear | didn't know about this. | wouldn't
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtrisk it, not with both my daughter and | onboard, let alone you. This has nothing to do with me."
"I know," Tina said, her brow furrowing slightly.
Max sighed in relief and slowly straightened up, "Is this bomb connected to the Lyon family?"
Tina looked up, her gaze inadvertently sweeping over Max, "You know?"
"No, no, | don't know. It just seems strange. After the engagement party incident, | should have had no further
dealings with the Lyon family. But because of the bionic technology, | couldn't completely sever ties. | thought
about sending an invitation, but before | could send it, those two brothers cto me."
"They said they wanted to apologize on behalf of the old lady, who couldn't make it, and asked to attend in her
place, which | accepted. Yesterday, during the preparation, my men toldMr. Lyon had cto deliver a
flower basket. | didn't think much of it at the time, but now it seems very suspicious. | usually dealt with Sonia,
not them."
Tina nodded, a signal beeped in her earpiece, sent by Hayden.
The goods have arrived.
At the stime, Max's phone beeped with a message. He wanted to check it but felt awkward pulling out his
phone in front of Tina, so he just knelt silently. Tina slightly curved her lips, yawned, and closed her eyes, saying,
"Letthink."
With that, she stopped responding. Max didn't dare move; he knew Tina wasn't sleeping but was deep in
thought.
In other words, it was a stark warning to him. The bomb incident had clearly crossed Tina's red line, and his pale
explanations coupled with baseless suspicions held little persuasive power. Max's phone kept ringing in his
pocket, but he couldn't even look at it, feeling increasingly anxious. "Once the goods arrive, just move them
down. Do you really have to send a message?!"
Meanwhile, Jared and Courtney, who were supposed to be guarding the door, had already left the cabin and
appeared at the port of Clearwater. Hayden and Nathan had taken control of the docks, sealing off all the arriving
cargo. The dock's management and workers were all detained.
"Mr. Farrell, we found it-it's Old Kris," Nathan said, handing a bag of flour to Jared. Old Kris, a new drug prevalent
in the black market, looked exactly like wheat flour and was often sold mixed with grain near food markets.
Jared's brow furrowed slightly. "How much did you find?"
Nathan and Hayden exchanged glances before revealing a shocking number. "Three tons."
Courtney gasped in surprise, "How much?"
"Three tons," Nathan repeated.
Three tons of Old Kris could be profitable enough to buy a government. Jared had anticipated a significant haul
this time, but he hadn't imagined it would be this big. "But other than Old Kris, no other situations were
discovered," Nathan added.
Jared had cto Clearwater to locate GTO's virus research base, following leads that tonight, the Hancock
family's port would receive a batch of specimens for virus research. This was a breakthrough to access the base,
so Hayden and Nathan had cearly to watch over it.
Jared and Tina were also in the cabin, watching Max's movements. Unexpectedly, instead of securing the
specimens, they had seized three tons of Old Kris. They hadn't expected Max to be involved in drug trafficking,
much less as a major drug lord.
Now, with no leads on the research specimens, the three tons of drugs were significant enough that they had to
call in the local Drug Enforcement Agency. "Pack up the gear and hand it over to the DEA agents, and do not
alert headquarters!" Jared took the bag of Old Kris and left.
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Courtney and Hayden followed him, while Nathan, posing as a dock worker, reported drugs on the ship, erasing
any trace of the X Bureau. In the cabin, Tina, receiving the signal, opened her eyes and looked at Max, her lips
curling into a meaningful smile.
"Do you have anything else you want to say to me?" Tina asked.
Max shuddered, his knees numb as he knelt on the floor. "Ma'am, I've said all there is to say. | will definitely
investigate this bomb incident, and if it's the Lyon family's doing, I will not tolerate it!"
Listening to his emphatic words, Tina found it laughable. Well, it wasn't tyet.
Tina stood up, picked up the bomb in front of Max, and said, "Just take care of your daughter, that's enough."
With that, she walked towards the door.
Max breathed a slight sigh of relief, but before he could relax completely, he heard Tina say from behind-"My
mother's grace ends today."
Max still didn't understand the meaning of Tina's words as she had already disappeared. He slowly sat on the
sofa, wiping the sweat from his forehead. Not dwelling on Tina's cryptic remark, he urgently took out his phone
to call his own port. "Why all these calls? Once the goods arrive, send them straight over; this shipment is very
important and must not be mishandled!"
Max cursed, leaning back on the sofa to rest for a moment. On the other end of the phone, the foreman
responsible for unloading at the dock spoke, "... Mr. Hancock, it's bad, the DEA has seized our goods, turning our
shipment into three tons of drugs!"
Max almost passed out, "What did you say!"
Three tons of drugs, eight hundred heads wouldn't be enough!