Although those from Cross Group were having a great time, things were the exact opposite for several parties. Terrence, who was in the private suite of the club he used to frequent, was throwing a tantrum.
He glared at his subordinates and bellowed, "Can anyone tell me what the hell is going on? Why did Cyclops return the batch of equipment he had gotten his hands on to Cross Group? Who the hell gave him the consent to do so?"
Everyone exchanged glances when they heard Terrence's words because they had no idea what happened as well. In fact, they were as confused as Terrence was.
Since no one could answer Terrence, he got even more infuriated and yelled, "Where the hell is Cyclops? Get him over immediately! If he can't show up within ten minutes, I'll get rid of him once and for all!"
Zucker had made his way into the suite as soon as Terrence finished his sentence.
He told Terrence upon entering, "I'm afraid Cyclops won't be able to join us anymore.
One of my men told me Cyclops and his subordinated had turned themselves in. As we speak, they're on their way to the prison of the North Army."
"Huh?"
Terrence and others who were present couldn't believe their ears.
Overwhelmed with confusion, Terrence asked, "What is going on?"
With a bitter smile, Zucker replied, "I'm afraid we have picked on the wrong foe this time. The supplier of Cross Group is none other than Snapdragon Enterprise, the subsidiary of the well-known military-affiliated company, Vouivre Enterprise."
Once Terrence heard Zucker's words, he gasped. "Vouivre Enterprise? The one that's affiliated with the North Army?"
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