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She abruptly looked toward the room where old Mr. Sims was detained and furrowed her brows.

A group of people immediately rushed over, dragged old Mr. Sims out, and threw him into the courtyard.

Everyone from the Special Division instantly gathered around, all looking at old Mr. Sims with a mix of complex emotions.

Old Mr. Sims had been their former leader and their idol.

But what he had done was too much for them to bear.. It made them feel like their life’s pursuits were nothing but a joke!

Old Mr. Sims‘ deeds were even posted on their wall of honor. Everyone, including Brian, had held him in the highest esteem.

They had all been proud of him, but who could have imagined that this beacon of stability would have such a problem?RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

Once, they had held a secret ballot on who was least

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likely to be a spy. Without a doubt, old Mr. Sims had come out on top by a landslide.

But it turned out…

Everyone stared at Old Mr. Sims, wanting to say something, but upon seeing his graying hair, the words wouldn’t come out. Old Mr. Sims had supported them, encouraged them, and even undertaken dangerous missions with his aging body, time and time again!

He had always charged forward with courage.

Who would have thought that such an idolized figure would do something like this…

For a moment, no one spoke.

Holly stepped forward anxiously, helping old Mr. Sims up and shouting, “Grandpa!”

Old Mr. Sims sighed, “I’ve involved you in this mess.”

Holly’s eyes reddened, and tears streamed down her face.

The situation left her with mixed emotions.

She despised traitors, but when faced with the fact that the traitor was her own family member… Her

reason told her she should continue to despise him, but here was her flesh and blood…

She couldn’t help but choke up, “Grandpa! How could you do something like that?”

Old Mr. Sims sighed, “I’m sorry.”

Holly looked at him, feeling powerless.

Old Mr. Sims turned to Brian, “Follow the rules and do what you must.”

Brian looked at old Mr. Sims, his gaze filled with intricate emotions.

He had admired the old man all his life, held grudges against him for twenty years, and now, as old Mr. Sims finally fell from power, Brian was about to drop the “Deputy” from his title. Yet, unexpectedly, he found it meaningless.

Brian lowered his gaze, “Sir, don’t blame me for being ruthless. We have to be even stricter with you. I can let Holly go, but I can’t let you off. So, accept our punishment and condemnation!”

He pointed forward, “Everyone, line up!”

The members of the Special Division immediately

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formed a long line that stretched to the entrance of

the yard.

Old Mr. Sims stood at the front of the line, staring at the people before him.

Keira watched him, clenching her fists tightly.

Just then, Keira received a video call.

Keira frowned, noticing it was from Fox. She answered, and Erin said cheerily, “Keira, I’m calling you because I just realized there’s something I haven’t told you…”

Keira asked with a frown, “What is it?”

Erin began, “Well… Old Mr. Sims isn’t actually a spy. He was in cahoots with Barry Brandt. The two of them had long agreed to work together from home and overseas. Barry Brandt is supposed to return to the country in a year with his research findings and his scientific team.”

Her tone was nonchalant, as though she was

mentioning that the ribs in her hands were delicious.

Keira’s pupils narrowed, and she immediately asked, “How do you know about this?”

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Erin raised an eyebrow, “Oh, you knew? You’re not as naive as I thought!”

She tilted her head and laughed, “Since you know the truth, it must be time for you to make your most difficult choice, right? I called to remind you that we, the contenders for the South family’s legacy, have already been through such training. We know what kind of choices to make and when! So, today, I’ll give you a lesson in that.”

Keira was stunned.