My Wife is a Hidden Big Shot
Chapter 366 - 342: Cassius Morgan, You Lost
"Young Lord Morgan, it’s a pleasure doing business with you."
Grace Sherwood seemed to have been completely transformed; her entire demeanor was different from before.
Alvin Morgan gave a faint nod.
With a smile on her face, Grace Sherwood got back into the car.
The light in her eyes grew colder.
After she left, Beta Morgan asked worriedly, "Master, are we just going to let Cassian Sherwood go back like this?"
Alvin Morgan shot him a glance and asked coolly, "Are you the one who’s going to marry Grace Sherwood?"
Beta Morgan shook his head reflexively.
"Then what are you worried about?"
Beta Morgan: "..."
’He was worried about Aurora!!!’
Alvin Morgan glanced at him again and said calmly, "Going back alive will be more agonizing than death."
His eyes were devoid of any warmth.
Beta Morgan shivered.
「Meanwhile.」
Dawn Miles climbed onto a rooftop, looking at the masked man sitting cross-legged on the ground.
She asked with a grave expression, "Did you have anything to do with Victor Trent’s death?"
The masked man’s eyes snapped open, the corners of his lips curving upward. "Why do you say that?"
Dawn Miles bit her lip. "At noon, you took my place..."
"Just because of that?" the masked man retorted with a smile.
A flicker of emotion appeared in Dawn Miles’s eyes. "While I was eating, you had those men in black lie in wait nearby. After I captured the target, you lured Cassian Sherwood over, deliberately set off the alarm to separate me and Morgan, and then took Victor Trent away to wait for the poison to kill him..."
The masked man rubbed his smooth chin and countered, "Do you have any concrete evidence?"
Dawn Miles froze for a moment before shaking her head.
The masked man chuckled. "Dawn Miles, Victor Trent’s hands are stained with the lives of innocents. The laboratory he controlled has destroyed countless families. You’re one of his victims. If he hadn’t died, you would have."
Dawn Miles’s eyes widened slowly, as if in confusion.
"He had a video of you fighting in the Cerulean Expanse. If that got out and people found out you were the silver-haired girl, do you know what that would mean?"
Dawn Miles shook her head again.
The masked man let out a soft laugh.
"You’ll either become a God or a demon, but no matter which one it is, you’ll have to die!"
The sudden coldness in the masked man’s voice made Dawn Miles’s hands clench into tight fists.
"Become a God, and the Holy Mountain won’t spare you. Become a demon, and no one in the Martial World will tolerate you. Dawn Miles, the world is just that cruel. Your identity destines you for a life without peace."
The masked man watched the girl before him slowly lower her head, a hint of pity appearing in his eyes.
Suddenly, she appeared in front of him, her hand shooting out to grab his throat as she demanded coldly, "Victor Trent... was it you who killed him?"
The masked man froze, then chuckled as he looked into her strikingly familiar eyes.
"Was it or not?"
Her Power Domain flared around her, and her grip tightened.
The masked man stared at her for a long moment, then suddenly burst out laughing.
He shouted, "Cassius Morgan, you’ve lost!"
Dawn Miles froze and turned to look.
She saw Alvin Morgan’s grandfather walk out slowly, clapping his hands.
He seemed to sigh. "I’ve lost..."
Seeing the confusion in Dawn Miles’s eyes, Cassius Morgan began to explain the whole story.
Luring her away was indeed deliberate, done to guard against the Sherwood Clan’s Guardian and also to get revenge on her behalf for that palm strike.
As for Cassian Sherwood collaborating with the Trent Family, they had anticipated that, but they hadn’t expected Victor Trent to be poisoned at noon.
They had also identified the poisoner—it was indeed the physician, but the mastermind was Raina Young.
Raina Young made her move because The Warners revealed to her that Victor Trent had ordered Norman Trent to be poisoned to death.
That’s why Raina Young, in a fit of rage, had this physician poison Victor Trent’s meal.
Dawn Miles was still confused. "Isn’t the physician one of Victor Trent’s men?"
"But he is also a man, and his wife is Mama Young."
Dawn Miles stared, looking at the two men before her. For some reason, she suddenly let out a sigh of relief.
For a moment just now, she had truly been swayed by the masked man, but a strange voice had suddenly surfaced in her mind:
"Dawn Miles, the world isn’t simply black and white. There are many things that will make it hard for you to judge, but you must remember one thing: no one has the right to arbitrarily decide whether another person lives or dies..."
Dawn Miles looked at the masked man before her and suddenly asked, "Who are you? How do you know my name is Dawn Miles?"
His body seemed to stiffen for a second. He pointed at Cassius Morgan somewhat unnaturally. "He told me."
Dawn Miles turned her gaze to Cassius Morgan.
His expression was inscrutable as he held up two fingers.
The masked man held up one index finger.
The two seemed to be clashing with their gazes.
Dawn Miles pressed her lips together, the doubt in her eyes growing.
"He didn’t?" 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚
The masked man finally changed his gesture to two fingers.
Cassius Morgan immediately replied, beaming, "I was the one who told him."
"..."
After Dawn Miles left, Cassius Morgan said with a smile, "Two conditions. Not one less."