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Capital City Simmons family.
Mick Simmons stood by the window, looking out at the deep night sky, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.
“What’s the deal with Ethan Locke? Why is there still no news at this point?”
Donald Simmons glanced at the time and said with a frown, “That kid couldn’t have died, could he?”
Mick Simmons turned around, lost in thought for a moment before he sighed, “It seems we all underestimated that country bumpkin.”
“What do you mean?”
“Ethan Locke might really be dead.”
Donald Simmons’s brow twitched and he said in a daze, “That shouldn’t be possible, right? Didn’t you say that he had over twenty experts in the Bright Strength Period under him?”
Mick Simmons slowly shook his head, then after a moment of silence, he said, “Greg Jensen also knows martial arts, those guys from the Locke family probably aren’t his match.
If Jay Brent’s men could have been of use, that would have been good, but if they couldn’t, I’m afraid…”
Just as they were talking, a knock sounded at the door.
“Come in!”
Before the words had settled, a young man rushed in and said, “Young master, something happened in Jamae.”
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Mick Simmons asked, “What happened?”
“Our people saw that Jay Brent went back to Jamae with his men, along with those hostages.
Later it was found out that Jay Brent is very likely one of Greg Jensen’s men. As soon as Jensen arrived at the villa, Brent turned against us with his men.”
Mick Simmons’s face changed at these words, but then his eyebrows smoothed out as he smiled and said, “I was wondering what was going on. So Jay Brent is Greg Jensen’s man; Ethan Locke didn’t lose unjustly this time.”
“Jay Brent is Greg Jensen’s man? That kid’s really good at hiding his strength,” Donald Simmons also couldn’t help but exclaim.
“Ethan Locke is someone with ambition, but it’s a pity he ran into Greg Jensen. Whether it’s in terms of martial arts skills or tactics, he’s way out of his league, and on top of that, he’s someone who can’t stand being insignificant. He deserves his loss.”
Mick Simmons shook his head somewhat regretfully, then asked, “What about Ethan Locke? Where has he run off to? Even if he’s lost, shouldn’t he at least give me an explanation?”
The young man said bitterly, “Young master, I’m afraid that’s not possible. Ethan Locke is already dead.”
“Dead?”
Mick Simmons’s face changed again, showing a hint of astonishment, then he said, “That’s impossible. Wasn’t there supposed to be a master of the Dark Strength Period by his side?”
“That person is dead too, killed by Greg Jensen!”
“He’s dead as well?”
Hiss!
Mick Simmons and Donald Simmons exchanged glances, both drawing in a breath of cold air.
“That kid… is at the Dark Strength Period?”
“No wonder!”
Mick Simmons stood dumbfounded for a while, smacking his lips before sighing, “It looks like we’ve all underestimated Greg Jensen.”
“I just find it strange, how did that kid from the countryside come to learn such impressive martial arts?”
Donald Simmons’s face was filled with doubt, but then he said, “Ethan Locke’s dead, what should we do about the Fragrant Spirit Grass?”
Mick Simmons snorted with laughter, “If he’s dead, he’s dead. It won’t stop us from getting the Fragrant Spirit Grass. Don’t forget, he was just a stepping stone for us.
Now that he’s dead, it just proves that the Fragrant Spirit Grass is in Greg Jensen’s hands.”
Upon hearing this, Donald Simmons’s eyes lit up, his excitement showing as he said, “So when do we go and demand it from that kid?”
“We’ll talk about it tomorrow, let’s get a good night’s sleep tonight,” Mick Simmons said with an easy smile on his face, and Donald Simmons did the same.
In their view, as long as they knew the whereabouts of the Fragrant Spirit Grass, whether it was in Ethan Locke’s hands or Greg Jensen’s, it was something that would end up in their possession.
The Capital City Simmons family wants it from you, could you even dare not to give it?
…
Early in the morning, Greg Jensen slowly opened his eyes to find Liliana Grey’s figure no longer beside him, and turned his head to see that the studio was empty.
As he was wondering, the door opened, and a cold breeze swept in.
Following that, a little dinosaur holding a food box entered.
“You’re awake?”
Underneath the dinosaur hat, that soft, beautiful face was smiling like a flower.
She placed the food box on the table, and upon opening it, inside were fried eggs, pickles, millet porridge, and freshly fried red bean spring rolls.
The tempting aroma stirred up the hunger in his belly.
“Let’s eat first, then you can wash up.”
“Hmm.”
After getting dressed, Greg Jensen got out of bed, sat at the table, and after a couple of bites, couldn’t help but look up at Liliana Grey across from him.
“Why are you staring at me like that? Is there something on my face?”
“Nothing, I just feel… you seem different.”
Liliana Grey touched her face, paused for a moment, then chuckled lightly, “Really?”
“Yeah.”
Greg Jensen smiled briefly, then lowered his head to continue eating.
Liliana Grey indeed seemed different, but he couldn’t quite put his finger on what specifically had changed.
It just felt that, usually, she would prepare breakfast, but they would eat in the wing room’s dining area, never with the thoughtfulness of today.
After both had eaten, Greg Jensen walked into the bathroom and found a new set of toothbrush and toothpaste laid out on the sink.
It wasn’t the disposable kind he usually used, and the toothpaste was already applied to the brush.
Greg Jensen was stunned for a moment, then broke into a smile.
After washing up, Liliana Grey, like a little wife, helped him dress, took a few steps back, and scrutinized him carefully.
She just felt that the man before her, with his handsome looks and robust masculinity, was far beyond comparison to those young pretty boys.
“Hmm, not bad.”
Liliana Grey beamed with a smile, gave a compliment, then stepped forward again, leaned into Greg Jensen’s embrace, tilted her small head up, and coquettishly said,
“You have to come back to see me often, or I’ll miss you.”
As it turned out, when a mature woman acted spoiled, it was indeed the most lethal.
Greg Jensen looked down at Liliana Grey in his arms, his thoughts swaying. If it weren’t for an appointment soon, he would have really liked to teach Liliana Grey another lesson.
The two indulged in each other’s company for a while longer until the sound of a car horn came from outside. Greg Jensen said goodbye to Liliana Grey and left.
“Boss, are we going to the Locke Group?”
“Yes, let’s go straight there.”
The car started slowly, and Greg Jensen leaned back in the rear seat to rest his eyes while ponderously considering the affairs of Peach Blossom Supermarket.
The Locke Group would officially be renamed the Peach Blossom Group in the coming days, with its gas stations and medicine companies spread throughout all districts of Jamae City.
They also had a factory specializing in the production of medical consumables established in the high-tech zone of Jamae City.
The gas stations and the consumable factory were Locke Group’s traditional businesses, while the medicine companies were newly founded within the past year.
Previously, the Locke family had invested most of its capital in the medicine companies, intending to use them as an entry into the pharmaceutical industry. However, before the companies could see any success, they lost the parent company, which ended up being a windfall for Greg Jensen.
When Greg Jensen arrived at the Locke Group, he discussed with Taylor Ware whether they should also incorporate the Ware family’s company into the Locke Group.
With both sides collaborating, their concentrated strength would offer a greater advantage, allowing them to pursue bigger business deals.
This matter pertained to the very roots of the Ware family, so Taylor Ware needed to consult with her father.
Greg Jensen suggested she first talk with Chestor Ware and they could meet another day when he was free to discuss further. After talking a bit more about the development of the group, he left the Locke Group, went back to the villa to pick up Lois Abbott, and proceeded to the Wright family’s company.