A Gentleman Never Delays His Revenge

California, Santa Monica, inside a luxurious seaside villa.

Dylan Gould had been in an exceptionally good mood lately!

As the richest man in the world, outsiders saw him more as a carefree playboy, living every day in unimaginable extravagance.

But the truth was known only to himself and a very small number of trusted confidants!

To the outside world, the Gould Family, which had risen to prominence only after World War II, was undoubtedly the finest proof of the twentieth-century American dream of wealth.

But they did not know the true secret behind the Gould Family's rise.

The Gould Family's wealth and glory had all been bought by two generations selling Earth's secrets—especially those of the United States—to aliens, even willingly serving as the executioners through whom the aliens influenced American and global politics and technology.

Yes, if the term "traitor to Earth" existed on this planet, then Dylan Gould and his late father were both exactly that.

With a newly acquired Victoria's Secret supermodel in his arms, Dylan Gould watched her walk toward the bathroom with a smile.

The moment her figure vanished completely, the smile on his face disappeared at once.

Staring at the somewhat battered antique camera on the bedside table in his lavish bedroom, Dylan Gould lowered his voice and said urgently.

"Didn't I tell you? If there's anything, we talk during the day. Did I sell my life to you Decepticons too? Don't I even get a little private time?"

The antique camera on the bedside table instantly split into three, transforming into three Mini Decepticons.

They were the three members of the Camera Team, the intelligence organization under the Decepticon Corps: Beam Splitter, Reflector, and Spyglass.

Reflector jumped down from the bedside table and replied coldly as he walked, "You and your father did