CHAPTER 65: Six Months’ Change

　　AUTHOR

　　"Our king is not a 'king' anymore. He has become a dictator!" As soon as these words slipped from one of the Gladiolus men's mouths, a bullet was put in his head. The members present did not make a sound. They didn't nod or shake their head, they didn't even gasp. It was as if they weren't allowed to make a single noise.

　　They knew if they opened their mouths like the now dead man had before them, they too would be lying lifeless in a pool of their own blood.

　　"Beckham," Vexon's cold voice broke the silent environment.

　　"Yes, Boss?" Beckham responded.

　　"Send me the files of the deal with the Nivekles and call Newana. I need to talk about the Iris with her," he commanded and walked past the dead body, ignoring it and looking unbothered by the murder he had just committed.