Chapter 187: The Real Crisis

Bang! The puppet slammed into the hall wall. Even the solid wall couldn't take the hit; chunks of plaster rained down. Tough as it was, the puppet went limp. The Northbank experts stared at Levi Casson, stunned. He still wore a bodyguard's uniform, which only deepened their confusion. What was going on? Had the Santee family turned on itself? "Young master, we need to go," the butler murmured, sensing something was wrong. Christopher Santee gave a quick nod, grabbed Athena Farrell's wrist,...