Reborn Fake Heiress Watch the Whole Family Burn novel Chapter 750

"Understood. Logan, stick to Theresa like glue. Do not let her out of your sight."

A moment later, George Miller stepped into the room. He exchanged a significant look with Dylan, and Dylan followed him into the hallway.

"What do you have?"

"Boss, we've tracked down Warren Woods. He's making a run for the Thailos border. Looks like he's trying to cross over."

"After him. We are not letting him slip away. He owes blood," Dylan ordered.

"I'm coming with you!" Elena suddenly announced, stepping out of the room.

"Elena, you're still hurt," Dylan frowned, his eyes full of concern.

"I'm fine, they're just scratches. Woods lost his entire compound today. He can't go back to his bosses, and he definitely can't stay in Myantara. He thinks he can just vanish into Thailos. He tortured Theresa, and I'm going to make him pay for both of us!"

"Alright. Then we go together."

"Deal!"

The two immediately jumped into an off-road vehicle and sped toward the border to intercept him.

Meanwhile, deep in the jungle, Warren Woods had already reached the riverbank.

The river marked the border; if he could just cross the water, he would reach Thailos.

Elena's people wouldn't be able to find him, and his syndicate bosses wouldn't either.

Staying in Myantara was a death sentence.

In his frantic panic, his foot caught on the muddy path, and he went sprawling into the dirt.

Just as he scrambled to push himself up, a dark silhouette stepped out from the dense foliage, making him jump out of his skin.

"You!" Woods gasped, trembling violently.

This woman had single-handedly slaughtered her way through his elite security forces. She was a lethal weapon.

He had definitely heard the legend of Elena of Northmoon.

The undisputed leader of the Northmoon mercenary clan in Falveria. The phantom who never failed a contract!

Rumors dubbed her a God of War. Her Northmoon clan was considered untouchable in the mercenary world.

"You... you're Northmoon's boss..." Woods gasped, breaking out in a cold sweat.

He had picked a fight with an absolute titan.

"That's right. And since you're about to die, you might as well know exactly why," Elena said coldly. "You butchered your own people. Trafficked them, tortured them. This is the price."

Hearing her mention his countrymen, a twisted sneer warped Woods' face.

"My people? I have no people! Twenty years ago, they watched me get beaten within an inch of my life and did nothing! People from Aethelgard are cold, evil hypocrites! They ruined my life, so why shouldn't I be the monster they made me? I'm just giving them exactly what they deserve!"

"I know what happened to you twenty years ago in Aethelgard," Elena countered sharply. "Information was scarce, and you were a victim of a corrupt system. But if you wanted revenge, you should have taken it out on the men who wronged you. Instead, you turned your blade on innocent people who had absolutely nothing to do with your pain. What did those innocent people ever do to you?"