"Don't Stretch Too Far"

As Tristan turned and got into the car, he spoke again, "Keep an eye on Lorraine!"

Carl inside the car responded, "Yes!"

Tonight's events were indeed suspicious. Miss Shannon's existence was tightly concealed, and they didn't know how the information leaked. It led to the revelation of Miss Shannon's identity, and an ambush was secretly arranged at Quinn Mansion. What surprised Carl the most was that Mr. Quinn personally executed those people. Mr. Quinn, who had refrained from bloodshed for many years, seemed to have lost control tonight.

After sending Tristan back to Santal Palace, Max and Carl didn't rush to leave. Instead, they sat in the car, silently lighting cigarettes.

"Do you think those people tonight were really sent by Freemasonry?" Carl, although a rough man, maintained a sharp mind.

Max took a deep drag of his cigarette, exhaling white smoke slowly. "Regardless of who they were, Mr. did this tonight undoubtedly to warn them not to overreach."