Caroline's Crisis

After several tense days, seeing that no one around him had made a move, Noah stopped worrying about it.

For the time being, they had no intention of acting.

And he had no time to keep wasting away with them.

After working at Umbrella for a while, the company had finally stabilized for the time being.

At the same time, he put out recruitment notices, hoping to bring in some capable researchers.

Meanwhile, news also came from Caroline.

It was time to close the net!

Calling it that made it sound complicated, but it was actually simple.

Caroline could handle the legal matters herself.

What she lacked was funding.

Noah wasn't exactly "wealthy," but he worked an extra shift that night and withdrew some money from the "bank."

Unfortunately, he couldn't keep doing that. He was probably already on some underground hit list.

They would take over Anobella.

The only trouble was the threat posed by Hell's Kitchen's underground forces.

And Noah's job was to hold those forces back.

After the two of them finalized their plan, another company appeared under Noah's name the next day.

In the end, they acquired a company valued at tens of millions of dollars for less than three million.

Faced with such an unexpected betrayal, Anobella's owner, Fischer, naturally couldn't accept it.

But it was already a done deal.

Caroline had done everything perfectly.

Having served as the company's finance director for years, she knew every detail of its finances, aside from the portion entangled with Kingpin.

Even Fischer had barely asked about it.

Caroline had once believed that was because Fischer trusted her, but now it was clear that he simply hadn't been worried.

And now, she had directly abandoned the untouchable portion and transferred all the company's other assets. Although it significantly reduced the company's assets, it also left Fischer unable to find any immediate way to strike back. All he could do was stomp around in fury.

He wanted to call the police, but he was afraid Caroline would expose the company's dealings.

"Caroline, you'll regret this!"

Seeing Caroline's cold, satisfied expression, Fischer flew into a rage and pointed at her nose as he cursed.

A smile appeared on Caroline's delicate face. That disdainful attitude nearly drove Fischer to death with rage.

"When you did those things, you should have expected this day to come."

Caroline spoke calmly.

At the side, Noah said, "Enough, Caroline. We still need to take inventory of the company's assets. I don't want anything going missing."

Fischer glared hatefully at the two of them, especially Noah.

He knew that if this man hadn't given the order, Caroline would never have dared to do this.

Since he had dared to hand the company's finances over to Caroline, he naturally hadn't feared her betrayal.

But he couldn't understand what gave this man such confidence, or how he had persuaded Caroline.

"Just wait. This is Hell's Kitchen.

I'll show you that the rules here aren't decided by the law."

Fischer said coldly.

In return, he received only the young man's indifferent gaze and mocking smile.

"That's right. This is Hell's Kitchen, so you'd better hurry."

Fischer turned and left.

What happened today wasn't over.

Watching him leave, Caroline asked in confusion, "Boss, are we just letting him go like that?"

Noah's eyes were deep as he said meaningfully, "What we did today won't stay hidden from the people behind Fischer."

Rather than go after him, we should wait for the people behind him to show themselves, then wipe them all out in one fell swoop.

As for him, he was nothing more than a clown who could be dealt with at any time."

Caroline's eyes held a trace of worry.

"But we've already offended an Irish Mob, and Fischer has Kingpin backing him. I'm worried..."

"There's nothing to worry about."

Noah cut off her concerns and said calmly, "Fischer was right. This is Hell's Kitchen, but it's also New York.

Even Kingpin can kill people with guns whenever he wants, and even the police can do nothing about him, but he can't just casually use rocket launchers against us.

That's the government's bottom line!"

There was not the slightest hint of worry on Noah's face.

He knew this was dangerous. He even knew that if pushed too far, a crime lord like Kingpin was capable of anything.

Yet he had still chosen to do this.

All so he could gain a voice as quickly as possible.

As for the crisis brought by the gangs—

When the time came, it was still uncertain who would live and who would die.

The T-Virus research was not yet complete, but with the Corpse-Eating Insects and zombie dogs alone, he dared to fight them.

Just like the gangs, what limited him was not merely his own strength.

There was also the government's attention, as well as S.H.I.E.L.D.'s existence.

If they truly pushed him too far, then he would put on a show of the devil descending upon the world!

Right now, his only disadvantage was that he could not find Kingpin himself.

But Kingpin was not the one he had offended.

By the time Kingpin intervened in this matter, he would have already established himself in Hell's Kitchen.

It was true that Kingpin, the future emperor of the underworld, was terrifying, but he had weaknesses as well.

Not only did he have opponents restraining him in Hell's Kitchen, but no one wanted to remain in darkness forever.

Especially since Vanessa was by Kingpin's side.

Although Noah had no intention of making a move against a woman, if necessary, he would spare no cost to protect his own happiness.

With that thought, he extended Billd and the other man's trip to Hawaii by another two months.

As for the reason—now that he had money, was he afraid he couldn't find one?

Caroline stared at her confident young boss with her large eyes, feeling desire burn through her body.

Fortunately, she understood what mattered most right now.

Only then did she sway her hips and leave.

Noticing her departing figure, Noah could not help taking a few more glances.

Everyone loved looking at beautiful women.

Especially a mixed-race beauty like her, combining the strengths of both Westerners and Asians—she gave people a feeling they could not get enough of.

That night, Noah went home alone.

Though he wanted to invite Caroline home with him, considering that they had not known each other long enough—

The innocence of his previous life made him feel that it was not yet time.

Lying on the sofa, Noah turned on the television and watched for a while.

The number of people keeping watch around him had not decreased; it had increased instead.

There were no fewer than five that he had noticed alone.

Including those he had not discovered, there were likely even more.

With so many people, they would have been enough for a direct assault. Most likely, the people outside did not all belong to the same side.

Just as he poured himself a glass of wine, the phone began to ring.

Noah looked at it and found that it was actually Caroline.

His expression immediately turned serious.

Why was Caroline calling at a time like this?

When he answered, he heard Caroline's deliberately lowered, tense voice.

"Boss, they're here. I think they're about to make a move."

In an instant, Noah sat up straight.

"Hide somewhere safe. I'll be right there!"

Noah immediately fetched his pistol from the bedroom and headed out without asking any further questions.

At the same time, his expression darkened and lightened unpredictably.

He had miscalculated.

He had originally thought that he was the more likely target.

After all, he was the one in charge.

Yet unexpectedly, there had been no movement on his end, while someone had gone after Caroline instead.

Could it be that they could not gauge his strength, so they wanted to give him a warning?

At the same time, two of the people watching nearby wore strange expressions.

Their equipment was clearly far more professional than that of the other watchers. Even Noah had failed to notice their positions.

"According to the intel, Noah Allen never goes out at night. And he looks like he's in a hurry—something may have happened. Come on, let's follow him and take a look!"

With that, the two quietly vanished into the night.