She is a natural disaster.

Chapter 64 Bill's Decision

The meeting ended abruptly without any agreement being reached.

Lopez, who was trying to seize power, failed to gather guns and money tonight, but he was not discouraged.

From the moment his ambition took root, Leon Lopez knew that the road ahead was destined to be difficult, and that there would be very few who would walk alongside him.

Although they haven't reached an agreement yet, Lopez won't give up. He will seize every opportunity as much as possible, because only in this way can he turn the thorny path into a smooth road.

If the Montague family can weather this crisis, their status among the elite will inevitably rise, and more people will extend olive branches to them.

In this way, Leon Lopez's advance gesture can leave a good impression on the Montague father and son, which is the advantage of being the first to act.

Whether it's offering help in times of need or adding to someone's success, which shows greater kindness? Anyone with a brain can see that.

Even if the Montague family ultimately fails to survive the crisis of destruction, Leon Lopez will not lose anything, nor will he have to bear any responsibility.

In short, befriending Mike Montague is a sure-fire way to make money. Leon Lopez may not be a competent police chief, but he's certainly a shrewd businessman.

As for Anastasia Angel, the same principle applies to Leon Lopez; friendships forged in humble beginnings are always invaluable.

If Lopez can get Anastasia's help, he will have a Calamity with stable condition and explosive combat power. The private detective in the old city will become his trump card as an illegitimate son.

Even without Anastasia's support, Leon Lopez hasn't lost out. As long as this friendship from the early days remains, he might be able to lend his brother a hand in the future.

Therefore, Chief Inspector Lopez was not discouraged at all after the meeting, nor was he angry because someone was "unappreciative".

Intense emotional fluctuations are often extremely destructive, causing people to lose their rationality and act impulsively. Those in positions of power need to remain rational, control their emotions, and calmly manage everything.

Therefore, instead of harboring resentment, Leon Lopez repeatedly instructed Tobias Gibson to provide the Montague family with any assistance he could, if necessary.

Compared to Chief Inspector Lopez, who has a broad perspective, Mike, who is shrouded in a sense of crisis, seems rather petty.

After the two returned to the manor, Mike actually followed Anastasia to her suite, like a little shadow.

It wasn't until Anastasia reminded him that Mike realized he had been stalking her. His face turned red, and he fled in panic.

Watching Mike's disheveled figure, Anastasia shook her head, then went into the bathroom. She planned to wash away the dust of her journey before going to talk to Bill.

As Anastasia stepped out of the bathroom, there was a knock on the door of the suite, and the person outside was none other than Bill Montagu.

Anastasia wanted to talk about the enigmatic Catherine Caplette, while Bill Montagu wanted to talk about Leon Lopez.

"Catherine Caplette, I've never heard of that name before."

Bill Montagu thought for a moment, then said, "I have never heard of this name, nor have I heard that the Security Bureau has its own Transcendent organization."

What exactly are the Security Bureau and Catherine Caplet trying to do, with their unclear intentions?

Completely bewildered, Anastasia picked up the phone and made a direct call to the church. It would be a waste not to use Father Lawrence, that old guy.

"Catherine Caplette, I've never heard of that name before."

Father Lawrence's answer was exactly the same as Bill Montague's, leaving Anastasia on the other end of the phone slightly disappointed.

"But I know another man named Capulet. He used to belong to the city's covert mobile unit, which was responsible for assassinations and executions. He was above the Bureau of Investigation."

"Covered Mobile Force?" Anastasia looked at Bill Montagu beside her.

As expected, Bill Montagu shook his head. He had never heard of Caplett, let alone the Covert Force.

"This secret unit is one of the city government's top secrets; very few people know about it," Father Lawrence continued on the other end of the phone. "I only found out about it by chance."

Father Lawrence did not tell the truth; he not only knew of the existence of the covert mobile force, but also of the original purpose for its establishment.

The Twelve Apostles, high above the clouds, are the shadow government of Gloria and the true rulers of the city. In order to break free from the control of the Twelve Apostles, the city government secretly established the Covert Mobile Force.

"This Catherine Capulet you mentioned could be a descendant of the Covert Forces, or it could just be a coincidence," Father Lawrence continued on the other end of the phone.

“You old geezer,” Anastasia said, “you mean Catherine Caplet might be part of the Covert Mobile Force?”

“No,” Father Lawrence said. “The Covert Mobile Force is something from my youth. That force no longer exists, and the Capulet I knew has been dead for decades.”

Anastasia, already completely bewildered, was now even more confused. She had intended to seek clarification from Father Lawrence, but the old man had even more shocking news to share.

The Security Bureau and Catherine Capulet were already a headache, but now they have to add the long-disbanded Covert Mobile Force and Capulet who died many years ago. Is this even fair?!

Anastasia was getting tired of playing. She wasn't a very thoughtful person; she preferred the simple and brutal approach of fighting violence with violence.

"By the way, the Bureau of Anomalies passed your assessment ahead of schedule," Father Lawrence said on the other end of the phone. "They shouldn't be making any more moves anytime soon."

This should have been good news, but Anastasia's mind was now filled with thoughts of the covert mobile forces and Caplet.

Another person whose mind was a complete mess was Bill Montague, a man who had weathered many storms, who sat slumped on the sofa, looking utterly lost and dejected.

"Mr. Montagu, are you alright?" Anastasia asked after hanging up the phone.

"I never imagined that Montague would one day attract so many people," Bill Montague said, looking exhausted.

Anastasia was both a firsthand witness and an observer of the whole affair, and she could clearly sense Bill Montagu's bewilderment and helplessness at that moment.

The incident began with a scramble for the stimulant, with gambler Lonkinswain being the first to step forward.

At this point, if Bill Montague destroys all the finished products and research records, and defeats Lonkinswait who has jumped out to take the lead, Montague will have a chance to escape unscathed.

However, the development and changes of things are never subject to human will.

As time went by, various forces with different purposes appeared one after another, joining together to make this a grand event.

Despite Bill Montague destroying all finished products and research records, and twice thwarting the outspoken Lonkinswit, Montague's future became increasingly uncertain.

The Montague family, caught in the eye of the storm, was like a lone boat in a vast ocean, with towering waves ready to crush them into dust at any moment.

The towering waves wouldn't care about the lone boat's thoughts, much less its life or death.

"Mr. Montague, who leaked the information?"

Anastasia shouldn't have been involved in this kind of thing; her only request was to protect Mike.

"He's a researcher with a very clean background," Bill Montagu said. "The funny thing is, I'm the one who's paying for his tuition and living expenses."

"Mr. Montagu, is it possible that Montagu was set up?" Anastasia said, "From the development of the accelerator to the leak, everything was planned."

For years, Bill Montagu had been working on researching ways to suppress pollution and mutation, but the result was that the inhibitors turned into promoters.

Anastasia didn't understand research, but she still felt that the completely misguided research results were somewhat outrageous.

Looking back now, Bill Montagu may have been used by someone else to make money.

"I've thought that way too; it's the worst outcome I've ever imagined," Bill Montagu said.

The Montague family is just the right size; not so powerful that no one dares to covet it, nor so weak that it can be easily defeated.

That's why Anastasia suspects that Bill Montague has been set up, that the Montague family's current predicament was all preordained, and that it was all a setup.

Bill Montagu and the promoter were both baits deliberately thrown out, perhaps to muddy the waters in Gloria, or perhaps for a bigger scheme.

The reasons behind the game were irrelevant to the Montague father and son, who were caught in the middle of it; survival was the most important thing.

"Anastasia, can I trust you?" Bill Montagu asked.

At this time, Bill Montagu was not the newly rich businessman of Gloria who dominated the business world; he was just Bill Montagu, just Mike's father.

Anastasia stared intently at Bill, who had regained his composure. Her full, red lips parted slightly, but she didn't utter a single syllable. Her next answer was crucial.

Normally, Anastasia would probably say: No, I don't even believe in myself, why should you believe in me?

But times have changed, and Bill Montagu is about to make a crucial decision.

After a long while, amidst Bill Montagu's eager anticipation, Anastasia slowly spoke, revealing her answer.

"Can."

This is a promise made by Anastasia Angel.

Bill Montagu slowly exhaled, his previous dejection and confusion vanishing.

"Anatasia, I'm going to do something, something terrible," he said. "No matter what, Mike must not know about it."

"Yes," Anastasia said, her tone so solemn that it seemed unlike her own.

"Thank you." Bill got up from the sofa. "I'm leaving now. You should get some rest."

"Mr. Montague—"

Bill Montagu stopped, turned to look at Anastasia, and slowly uttered the words Mike had once said.

"Montagu would never sit idly by and wait for his doom."