"Heard all that? What do you think?"
In the hallway outside the door, Su Ming stood with his arms folded and questioned Howard beside him. Not far behind them, the remains of Hydra soldiers were strewn all along the corridor.
Why had so many people failed even to raise an alarm?
That was assuming Deathstroke gave them the chance. Cloak had taken flight, and once Strangle's countless tentacles emerged, these ordinary soldiers had not even had time to scream.
At the sight of Jude, Howard's face alternated between green and white. No one knew what he was thinking, but in the end, he stopped Deathstroke from barging in and decided to eavesdrop through the crack in the door instead.
Then he heard Jude hurling several insults at Howard Stark with every bite he took at the dinner table, as though it were simply his usual dining habit.
The insults were refined and artistic, painting Howard as a thief with vivid, lifelike words.
"What do I think? Think my ass! Tony is my son. No one is taking him away." Howard ground his teeth and cursed under his breath. "Did you hear what that Hydra lunatic wants? He wants Tony and his girlfriend to join Hydra and help them make weapons of terror."
"But he wasn't entirely wrong. He really is Tony's biological father. Looks like Valentina forged the documents for him back then. My intelligence came from inside S.H.I.E.L.D., so naturally, I was fooled by the accident report too."
Su Ming had killed the officer who had helped Cassandra change clothes earlier. He stepped on the man's head and idly rolled it around on the carpet. "Now the mystery has been solved. The play was a little dull. I thought it would be Tony and his girlfriend's Romeo and Juliet,