?<strong>Chapter 777:</strong>


    Just then, a call from his subordinate came through, notifying him that Marlon had arrived.


    Caden’s voice turned deadly.


    “Kill Annis and deliver her body to Marlon.”


    The assassin on the line agreed without hesitation and swiftly carried out themand.


    For nearly two weeks, Marlon had been frantically searching for Annis, spending a fortune and countless sleepless nights. Finally, he had a lead, and he rushed over, anticipation swelling in his chest.


    But instead of a reunion, he was greeted with Annis’ cold, lifeless body.


    Unable to process what he saw, Marlon copsed to his knees, disbelief and despair consuming him.


    In a desperate attempt, Marlon picked up Annis, trying to rescue her. Caden watched stoically from the car, his gaze fixed on the tragic disy.


    Annis had been by Marlon’s side since her youth, enduring many breakups and reconciliations. Meanwhile, Marlon, focused on his career, had involved himself with many women. Yet, it was Annis who influenced him the most.


    As Marlon’s ventures in Terrnd grew, bringing more trouble, he became concerned about endangering Annis. He took extreme measures to hide her, worried about the dangers his life could bring to hers. Her potential death would unleash Marlon’s profound wrath. This was a key element in Caden’s strategy.


    Marlon, kneeling with his beloved, stammered, “Who took Annis that time?”


    One of his associates, having gathered thetest information, murmured back, “It was Corey’s partner, Ynda.”


    Caden had callously handed Ynda over to Marlon. Even amid his sorrow, Marlon struggled to grasp that Caden would present such a chance right then. He stared at the imposing, collected figure before him.


    “You orchestrated this, didn’t you?”


    Caden offered a slight smile.


    “I’ve delivered your adversary, yet you doubt my motives?”


    Marlon, a strategist himself, recognized Caden’s cunning. Using others to carry out his schemes and striking decisively, Caden was adept at maniption.


    Ovee with sorrow, Marlon couldn’t fight against Caden and finally epted the truth. He took Ynda with him directly.


    Caden was aware that Marlon had to tread carefully because of his ties to the Moss family and Corey, meaning Ynda was not in immediate mortal danger. Yet, Ynda’s path ahead would undoubtedly be challenging. The repercussions of her situation would be severe.


    With his scheme now executed to satisfaction, Caden stood against the biting wind, lighting a cigarette. Terrndy close to Warrington, sharing the same time zone, and the climate was just as unforgiving. The intense snowfall felt sharper than usual.


    As the smoke left Caden’s lips, he sensed a chill deep in his veins, as though his very blood was turning to ice. A sudden cold forced him to stop in his tracks. Darkness fell swiftly tonight, much earlier than usual, predicting a looming storm.


    Caden’s eyes wandered over thendscape, nketed in snow, his mind on Alicia. By now, the engagement party was probably ending. Hopefully, Alicia had settled her emotions. It was time for his return.


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