Triplets on Secret Mission

Chapter 1509

Later, Sean and Tony retreated to the study.

Molly knew they were deep in discussion, so she left them alone, returning to her room to sort out files. NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

After about half an hour, Tony came out of the study and left.

"Is everything okay?"

Molly heard the sound and stepped out of her room.

Sean came up. "Yeah."

"Who else is going besides Tony?"

Molly asked, feeling anxious.

Sean didn't answer directly but raised an eyebrow and smiled. "Don't you trust me to handle things?"

"Of course not, I'm just worried."

Molly looked up at him. "Can you tell me about it?"

"Sure! Come to my room."

Sean threw his arm around her shoulder and led her into the room.

As night fell, the island grew quiet, with only the occasional car horn breaking the silence.

Outside Jackson's villa, Tony crouched on the fence, his sharp eyes fixed inside the building.

All the windows were covered with curtains, allowing only a sliver of light to escape.

Below the wall, Blackrose stood in a black dress that accentuated her curvy figure.

She lit a cigarette and leaned back, parting her lips slightly as she exhaled a plume of smoke.

She was the picture of lazy charm.

Tony glanced downward, the corners of his mouth twitching, and grumbled, "Come on. We're hereto deal with someone, not to have fun. Get serious, can you?"

She acted as if she were here to take in the night view.

Blackrose shot him a mischievous wink and replied airily," I'll handle Jackson, and gathering intel is your job."

Her tone was brimmed with confidence.

Tony felt helpless. He hopped off the fence and removed his gloves. "You can go in. I've hacked their entire security system."

"That's more like it."

Blackrose eyed the fence taller than a person and stubbed out her cigarette. Her gaze sharpened in an instant.

With practiced grace, she vaulted over the fence under Tony's watchful eye.

Her weapons were revealed at the same time.

In the next instant, the bodyguards guarding outside fell dead before they could make a sound.

Blackrose was swift, precise, and ruthless, dispatching each of the guards with a single blow.

She pushed open the door to the house and strode straight to the second floor.

Tony had already figured out which room Jackson was in.

So, Blackrose made a beeline for her target.

She gently pushed open the door to the master bedroom. The room was dimly lit, but she could see the outline of a figure on the bed.

Jackson seemed deep in slumber, oblivious to the intruder.

Blackrose gripped her weapon tightly, closing in on the bed one step at a time.

But just as she was about to strike, Jackson, who should have been asleep, suddenly stirred. In one fluid motion, he sprang up and lunged toward her.

Blackrose was startled but swiftly dodged the attack.

Jackson was relentless, striking fast and hard, with a crushing force and ferocity that demanded attention.

'This man has got something!'

Blackrose raised her eyebrows in surprise.

Before they came, Tony had warned her that Jackson might

know some moves.

She hadn't expected him to be so good.

And...

He was a master of martial art.

His moves were more vicious than the last.

Blackrose curled her lips. "How interesting!"