Play Speak
Chapter 418: Chapter 418: Bugging Device?
Seeing White Mitchellâs appearance, a look of surprise swept over Sana Robertâs face.
Obviously, she had not expected that someone would suddenly come to her aid at this time, let alone that itâd be White Mitchell.
Although White Mitchell was her fatherâs friend, she had treated him poorly during her time in Sayon.
Now, he chose to assist her without holding a grudge.
Upon this thought, Sana felt an intense wave of shame, but at the same time, she was extremely grateful to Mitchell.
âWho the hell are you?! Daring to meddle in my affairs, even daring to hit me, Iâll tell you, youâre deadâŠâ The man with the scar on his face started to threaten fiercely, but he was interrupted midway by White Mitchell grabbing him by the neck.
The next moment, White Mitchell hoisted him up off the ground with brute strength.
The manâs face turned pale with fear, and he tried with all his might to break free.
However, he realized that Mitchellâs grip was as firm as a tigerâs jaw, holding him tightly no matter how much he struggled.
âYou⊠are you an Ancient Martial Strongman too!?â His face turned red and his voice trembled.
His gang were all Ancient Martial Strongmen, and he himself was a Half-step War King Martial Strongman.
However, there was a bitter realization: his crew were small-time nobodies, incapable of handling any real challenges.
Only those from the Hundred Year Noble Families were on par with them, but theyâd think twice before provoking these powerhouses. They usually only bullied small families like the Robert Group, who lacked profound heritage.
But the scar-faced thug never expected that today, heâd hit a snag.
The fact that the other party could deal with him so easily proved just how terrifying his strength was.
This situation was difficult, and his complexion had darkened.
At this moment, White Mitchell said indifferently, âSpeak. Who sent you here?â
âDonât you be smug. Our White Horse Club isâŠâ The scar-faced man tried to threaten once again.
However, this time, Mitchell slammed him hard onto the ground. With a thud, his face instantly became a bloody pulp.
âCan you talk now?â Mitchell said impassively.
Hiss!
The scar-faced man couldnât help but draw in a cold breath as a sense of terror suddenly engulfed him.
At this moment, he realized that today, he had met his match.
With this realisation, his bravado faded, and he blurted out hurriedly, âIt was Thomas who sent us to teach those from the Robert Group a lesson.â
âWhat else do you know?â Mitchellâs eyes narrowed, his piercing gaze, sharp as a blade, was fixed on the scar-faced manâs face.
Looking at Mitchellâs gaze, the scar-faced man felt a wave of terror wash over him. He immediately begged for mercy, âI donât know, I only know this much. It was really Thomas who sent us here. Itâs not my fault, itâs not my faultâŠâ
âGet Thomas here within an hour, or else I will flatten your White Horse Club!â Mitchell declared before letting go of him.
Mitchell knew very well that Thomas was merely a pawn. The real person behind the scenes was indeed Thomas.
After dealing with Thomasâs gang, Mitchell slowly walked over to Sana.
Seeing White Mitchell, who was like a saviour, Sanaâs face flushed unconsciously, expressing her embarrassment.
At this time, the employees of the Robert Group who saw this scene couldnât help but cast peculiar glances at Mitchell.
âWho is this handsome guy? Could he be our young ladyâs boyfriend?â
âImpossible. Weâve never heard that the young lady is dating someone.â
âWho on earth is this guy? We havenât seen him around in Capital City.â
The crowd looked at each other, full of curiosity about Mitchellâs identity.
âMitâŠâ Sana tried to speak, but she suddenly didnât know how to address him.
It seemed a bit impolite to call him by his full name, especially after he had just helped her.
If she were to call him White, would that be too intimate? They hadnât yet reached that level of closeness.
Should she call him uncle?
This was a suitable title, considering he was her fatherâs friend. But Mitchell was only a few years older than she was, would he mind being called uncle?
After some hesitation, Sana gave a wry smile and said, âMr. Mitchell, what brings you here?â
Mitchell simply nodded in response, then straightforwardly said, âThe matter isnât resolved yet, letâs go to your office to discuss.â
Hearing this, Sana immediately became serious and quickly led him into her office.
âEveryone else, please leave.â Mitchell said impassively.
Upon seeing this, Sana immediately dismissed her secretary and asked, âMr. Mitchell, whatâs going on? Do you knowâŠâ
Before Sana could finish, Mitchell made a gesture to be quiet.
Huh!?
Sana was puzzled. There was no one else in her office, so what was he still worried about?
Sana, still confused, watched as Mitchell pulled out his phone and activated a certain function.
Whir~~~
A current of electricity flowed from the phone, and Mitchell walked towards an inconspicuous corner of the office.
The closer he got to the corner, the more intense the sound from his phone became.
Eventually, the sound gave Sana goosebumps.
Fortunately, this didnât last long. Once Mitchell pulled out a small device the size of a green bean from the corner, the sound completely disappeared.
âWhatâŠ?â Sana asked, looking shocked at the small object in Mitchellâs hand.
Mitchell once again gestured for her to be quiet, then walked to another corner, and pulled out another device identical to the first.
Mitchell held up the two devices, then crushed them, causing a small plume of smoke to rise, âThese were two listening devices!â
Listening devices?!
Sanaâs pupils dilated as she stared at Mitchell in disbelief, âWhyâŠwhy would there be listening devices in my office?!â
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