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Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Chapter 951
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Before long, Jonah’s confidence resurged.

“Remember that Marcus possesses a glaring vulnerability now. Armed with this chink in his armor, our victory odds are nothing short of a certainty.”

Bruce’s gaze lifted inquisitively.

“What vulnerability is this?”

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“Millie constitutes his Achilles’ heel.”

Bruce’s countenance promptly grew somber, his eyes cloaked in increasing shadows.

“What course of action do you propose?”

“What would you think? It’s evident that his affection for Millie is on the rise. Initially, I regarded her as insignificant, but astonishingly, Marcus seems to be making exceptions for her. If it culminates in the fulfillment of our objectives, then her life becomes expendable.”

Jonah’s vigilant scrutiny of Marcus’ maneuvers proved a startling revelation.

Rumor had it that Marcus, who dismissed women at large, had lavished prodigiously at the Snow Hotel, procuring a diamond hairpin for Millie.

Bruce interjected, “You can’t harm her.”

Jonah’s gaze bore a measure of suspicion.

Bruce, consumed by a guilty conscience, averted his eyes from Jonah’s scrutiny.

“I find this method to be excessively base. Using a woman as a stepping stone, even if we prevail, I won’t find solace.”

“I don’t perceive it as base. You’re merely loath to bring harm her way.

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Bruce remained silent, his stance resolute. In any case, he wouldn’t endorse harming Millie.

Opting to forestall a quarrel, Jonah departed with a brooding mien and hands clasped behind his back.

Once Jonah exited, Bruce slumped onto the sofa, eyes sealed shut.

Raven Island loomed as a perilous domain, its treacherous’ landscape harboring danger at every turn. In this terrain, even a seemingly innocuous plant might harbor deadly toxins. The common man’s visit to the island spelled a narrow escape.

However, amidst this pernicious realm thrived a clandestine organization, helmed by none other than Victor—his own grandfather.

Raven Island marked the crucible wherein Victor’s ambitions ignited. Within its depths, he nurtured a contingent of combatants, resolute men of sacrifice. While the Thomas dynasty wielded towering influence within Preagend, a potent, shadowy force lay ensconced on Raven Island, inspiring a shiver of trepidation.

Its inhabitants boasted formidable might, with the organization serving as the indomitable pillar of the Thomas family. No one dared provoke its enigma.