Annie stared at Madelyn, dumbfounded. Are you the Hell Demon reincarnated? You even squeeze profits out of the dead?
If Queen Maeve found out about this, would she come back to "haunt" them?
"Make the arrangements. I'll cooperate."
Homelander spoke listlessly. Madelyn thought nothing of it. After a few words to soothe him, she immediately went out to make arrangements.
Queen Maeve's "death" was a major event. It had to be handled properly, or their stock price would plummet. That would never do. Madelyn was still counting on climbing higher in the company this year.
After Madelyn left, Homelander ordered coldly, "A-Train drew portraits of the other three. Do everything you can to find them. I want them dead."
"No problem. I'll call on all the marine life to investigate what's happening at sea."
The Deep immediately volunteered, while Annie asked, "Homelander, is A-Train hiding something from us? These people appeared a little too suddenly, didn't they?"
Homelander whipped his head around and glared viciously at Annie. Startled, she instinctively stepped back. Then Homelander said, "You're new. Don't ask so many questions."
With that, Homelander turned and left. Annie breathed a sigh of relief, her heart racing. She understood more and more why Queen Maeve was so afraid of Homelander. A psychopath who could kill you effortlessly—who wouldn't be afraid?
The Deep sneered. "Newbie, you got lucky this time. You might not be so lucky next time. Remember to respect your seniors. More importantly, don't ask questions you shouldn't."
Annie couldn't be bothered with The Deep and strode out of The Seven's hall. Translucent and Black Noir left as well. Nobody wanted to deal with a clown like The Deep.
The Deep snorted in displeasure and decided to go have a good chat with his ocean friends. Those sea creatures