Chapter 86: News of Lone Wolf

Night fell.

Manhattan's neon lights gradually lit up, illuminating the entire city like daylight.

The Rosenberg Mansion, main building, living room.

Chloe sat elegantly on the sofa, holding a cup of coffee in her hand.

Today she wore a light purple dress, her golden hair styled in an elegant bun, revealing her long, swan-like neck.

She looked gentle and noble.

Leo sat across from her, reading through intelligence files that Olivia had just delivered.

"Leo..."

Chloe spoke softly, "Dinner is ready. Do you want to eat something first?"

"OK."

Leo nodded and put down the files.

Just then.

"Knock knock knock..."

There was a knock at the door.

The butler pushed the door open and entered, bowing respectfully.

"Mr. Ashford, Ms. Black..."

"You have a visitor."

"Who?"

Leo raised an eyebrow.

"It's... Serafina."

The butler said carefully.

Chloe's hand holding the cup paused slightly.

Serafina, the famous information queen of the underground world.

Also, Leo's "companion" during the Miami operation.

"Let her in."

Leo said calmly.

"Yes."

The butler withdrew.

A moment later.

The aggressive sound of high heels came from outside the door.

Then.

Serafina walked in gracefully, wearing burgundy high heels.

Today she wore an extremely hot outfit.

A deep V burgundy bodycon dress that showed off her stunning figure perfectly.

The hem was extremely short, barely covering the top of her thighs.

Those long, straight legs gleamed temptingly under the dim lights.

Her burgundy wavy hair cascaded casually over her shoulders, and her delicate, seductive face wore heavy makeup.

She was like a fairy emerging from the night—sexy, deadly, impossible to look away from.

"Good evening, Reaper."

Serafina smiled charmingly, her narrow eyes sweeping over Chloe casually.

Then, without hesitation, she walked to Leo's side.

Right in front of Chloe, she extended her slender arm and naturally hooked it around Leo's arm.

The gesture was extremely possessive.

And she deliberately pressed her voluptuous body against Leo's arm, the soft sensation almost engulfing it.

"Long time no see. Did you miss me?"

She leaned close to Leo and said suggestively.

Watching this scene, a flash of displeasure crossed Chloe's blue eyes.

But she maintained her elegant smile, only gripping her cup a bit tighter.

"Serafina."

Chloe stood up gracefully, her voice gentle but with a hint of distance.

"Welcome to the Rosenberg Mansion."

"Ms. Black, you're too kind."

Serafina smiled charmingly, but the hand hooked around Leo's arm didn't let go.

"Leo and I are old friends. Coming to see him doesn't require too much formality, right?"

She deliberately emphasized "old friends."

The displeasure in Chloe's eyes deepened.

But she still maintained perfect manners, smiling and nodding.

"Of course. Leo's friends are the Rosenberg family's friends."

"Then thank you, Ms. Black."

Serafina smiled even more charmingly, but her hand still firmly held Leo's arm, with no intention of letting go.

The atmosphere became somewhat awkward.

Leo looked at the two women sparring subtly and smiled helplessly.

He calmly withdrew his arm from Serafina's grasp and pointed to the single sofa nearby.

"Alright, cut it out. You came all the way to the mansion to find me—what's up?"

Seeing Leo turn serious, Serafina also dropped her flirtatious act and walked to sit on the sofa. "Of course there's something, and... it's big."

She took an encrypted USB drive from her purse and pushed it across the crystal table to Leo.

Leo picked up the USB drive and casually grabbed a cigar from the table and lit it. "Lone Wolf has news?"

"Yes, this afternoon, Lone Wolf sent an urgent encrypted message."

Serafina leaned forward slightly, her tone turning cold. "The person in charge of Nightfall's South American base, codename 'Cobra,' contacted him directly."

"Cobra said they need a batch of heavy weapons and want to smuggle them from Miami to South America through Lone Wolf's channels. The quantity is huge—conservatively estimated at over fifty million dollars."

"Also, they're asking Lone Wolf to provide an absolutely safe safe house on the South American border to store these weapons."

"Interesting."

Leo leaned back against the sofa, the cigar between his fingers flickering, a dangerous gleam in his eyes.

"Fifty million dollars in heavy firepower... looks like Nightfall hasn't been idle. They're definitely planning something big in South America."

Chloe, who had been quietly drinking coffee, now put down her cup, her expression turning serious.

"Lone Wolf is waiting for your instructions." Serafina asked, "Should we agree to Cobra's request?"

"Agree."

Leo laughed coldly without hesitation. "Tell Lone Wolf to cooperate fully. Whatever weapons Nightfall wants, give them; if they want a safe house, arrange the most hidden one for them."

"But..." Serafina frowned, "Won't that be helping them expand their power?"

"Help them?"

A cruel coldness flashed in Leo's eyes. "Before that shipment leaves the country, I want you to arrange for people to do some 'work' on it."

Serafina immediately understood, her eyes lighting up. "You want to... plant micro trackers in the weapon crates? Use that to find out the exact location of their South American headquarters?"

"Trackers are just one part."

Leo's lips curved into a bloodthirsty smile. "I also want you to embed remote-controlled explosives in the core components of those weapons."

He slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, his voice like death itself.

"Once the trackers confirm the weapons have entered their South American base... as soon as I press the remote, that fifty million in weapons will turn into a super bomb that sends them all to heaven."

Hearing this, Serafina couldn't help but shudder slightly.

How ruthless!

Without losing a single soldier, he'd not only take their money but completely destroy them.

Truly the terrifying Reaper!

"I understand." She immediately nodded, a hint of awe in her eyes. "I'll go arrange it right away and have the tech department prepare the most advanced concealed explosives. Nightfall's people won't notice anything wrong."

"Go do it." Leo stubbed out his cigar.

Serafina stood up and looked deeply at Leo.

Though she'd been brushed off earlier, watching this man strategize now made her eyes flash with even more infatuation.

"Well then, Reaper, Ms. Black... I won't disturb your dinner."

She waved her hand gracefully and left the living room on her high heels, swaying just as she had when she arrived.