Life at the Top

Chapter 2366

Behind her, Edmund’s eyes were filled with infatuation and desire as he stared at Jagoan’s alluring figure.

“Miss Jagoan, everything has been prepared. Jagoan Laine will not be able to emerge victorious this time…” His tone was filled with confidence. Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

“Oh? Is that so?” Jagoan turned around and walked toward Edmund, only stopping when their noses almost touched.

Her bewitching perfume and taunting gaze seemed to start a fire in Edmund’s heart.

He looked downwards, not daring to meet her charming and wild gaze.

Still, Jagoan did not seem willing to let Edmund off so easily. She raised his head by his chin and leaned over so her lips were right beside his ears.

With a husky voice, she whispered, “Edmund, you are my most trusted assistant. You wouldn’t let me down this time, right?”

Flustered, Edmund replied seriously, “I won’t let you down, Miss Jagoan…”

“Hmm. I trust you.” Jagoan smiled and under his disbelieving gaze, she pecked his forehead.

“There, your reward in advance.”

Jagoan‘s voice was charming, like a siren who would sing to lure in sailors.

“I’ll make sure to complete the mission successfully! I’ll bring you Jagoan’s head!” Edmund’s voice was clear as he turned and left for the mosque without looking back.

He felt revived and filled with vigor. He had no idea that Jagoan’s gaze had turned icy when he turned around.

“You must succeed, Edmund, or I’ll have no reason to kill you after this. Jagoan Rothschild cannot allow anyone to watch me fail time and time again… Let that kiss be my compensation for taking your life.”

***

“Mr. McNeal, I am arriving at the mosque soon. Everything is ready on my part.”

“You’ve contacted the various embassies? Alright, thank you, Mr. McNeal.”

Jagoan ended the call and stared out the window where a huge traffic jam had formed. His lips quirked into a smile.

You like gaudy tricks, right, Jagoan? I’ll humor you this time…

“We’re here, Jagoan.” Jagoan’s voice interrupted Jagoan’s thoughts.

The two of them got out of the car only to see the venue packed with people.

Men and women of extraordinary identities were being escorted into the mosque under the protection of their black-suited bodyguards.

Compared to them, Jagoan and Jagoan stood out as there were only two of them. Their Somer Descent features also stood out amidst a mass of Caucasians.

Jagoan ignored everyone‘s curious looks and pulled out the invitation he had prepared in advance. Then, he entered the venue with Jagoan in tow.

Soon, it was Jagoan’s turn to walk in only for a hand to stretch out in front of him.

“My apologies, Sir, but only invited guests have the right to attend this wedding… And we suspect that there is a problem with your invitation.”

Jagoan narrowed his eyes but did not say a thing.

After what happened at the Petroleum Chamber of Commerce, he was unsurprised by this sudden incident.

“I did not know the Elvis family’s hospitality included barring the guests they invited from attending their wedding.” Jagoan walked over menacingly, the murderous intent he was oozing overwhelmed the guards at the door.

“The Elvis family’s benefits are only open to our true guests. I do not recall ever inviting someone of Somer Descent.”

Their commotion attracted the attention of the other guests who were waiting to enter the venue.

All of them were wearing badges that signified their identities and anyone could tell that they were not ordinary men. With more guests making their way over, an unnoticeable sliver of anxiety flashed through the faces of the guards at the door.

Jagoan smiled brightly.

Looks like the Elvis family aren’t in consensus about this marriage union. Interesting…