Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 1785

Chapter 1785: Weakest Defense

Late at night, the Warner residence.

Silence enveloped the boundless darkness, the mansion's surroundings empty and exceptionally quiet. The sound of the wind rustling could be distinctly heard.

Joyce was not present, Darrin was also absent, and most of the guards had been withdrawn. Now was the time when the Warner residence was least prepared. Little did anyone know that danger was approaching.

Cloud silently led a team of black-clad individuals into the Warner residence.

After Athena was forced to leave the abandoned school, on her way to receive treatment for her gunshot wound, she urgently ordered them to capture Anderson as a hostage. And now was the perfect opportunity.

Cloud effortlessly subdued the guards at the entrance and made his way into the grand hall.

The first person to sense that something was amiss was Mr. Arnold.

Without even having time to put on his coat, he rushed out of his room and came face to face with the intruder.

A figure tall and imposing, with long hair billowing in the wind, exuding a dark aura.

Mr. Arnold stammered in fear, "Who... who are you?"

Oh no, the Commander is not at home, and Darrin is not here either. Now, only the young master is home! Could their objective be to capture the young master?

Cloud didn't even spare a glance at Mr. Arnold. He strode forward and lightly struck him, rendering Mr. Arnold unconscious.

Mr. Arnold's body went limp and fell to the ground, motionless.

Cloud signaled to the black-clad individuals behind him. "Stay here. I'll go find Anderson."

"Yes," the black-clad individuals responded.

Cloud, with cautious steps, made his way upstairs and reached the second floor. One room's door was closed, while the doors of the other rooms were open. He deduced that the closed door must lead to Anderson's room.

Without hesitation, he approached the door.

With a loud bang, he kicked the door open.

Anderson, awakened by the loud noise, jolted up from the bed, suddenly awakened from what seemed like a nightmare. His body was drenched in cold sweat.

In front of the door stood a dark figure, illuminating his features under the sensor lights. Despite his somewhat scholarly appearance, his aura was shrouded in darkness.

Anderson's heart raced. He recognized this man!

"Are you in cahoots with Athena?" he asked.

"Little brother, you have a good memory," Cloud sneered.

He threw his coat at Anderson and said, "You have one minute to change your clothes. Come with me."