Chapter 85 A Traitor Was On Board

• ~Three days ago~
• Inside a dimly lit room filled with the persistent, rhythmic beeping of medical equipment and the pungent smell of antiseptic that clung heavily to the air, a woman with shiny blonde hair sat next to a hospital bed, her sinister eyes fixed on the oxygen mask connected to the man lying on the bed. She yearned she could just take off the mask so he would die from lack of oxygen.
• But who was she kidding? Even in this state, he had loyal men who came to check on him every given hour, and as she sat there, there were eyes watching her every move from the surveillance cameras in all four corners of the room.