Meanwhile, while Yvonne Logan and her sisters were playing, an unexpected guest knocked on the door of the Logan family villa.
"Excuse me, who are you?" asked Linda Logan, who had just finished preparing breakfast and was suddenly disturbed by the door bell.
The middle-aged man carried some gifts and handed her his business card, saying.
"Hello, Mrs. Shen. I am Marcel Tristan Ridge the chairman of Tristan Group. Sorry for the intrusion."
Marcel Tristan smiled, but Linda face turned pale.
James Logan, who was watching the morning news on the sofa, was even more shocked when he heard this.
"How did you find us?" he asked.
Marcel Tristan replied with a smile.
"I won't say I have the ability to decide life and death after struggling in Orange County for decades, but I can certainly find someone and locate their residence. For example, did Yvonne have dinner with her friends at the Luxe lounge last night?"
Marcel Tristan cast a somewhat provocative glance at James Logan while showing him several photos.
The photos showed Yvonne Logan, who had been drugged and placed on a bed.
James Logan shuddered and exclaimed,
"It was you who did this to my daughter last night!"
Marcel Tristan ignored the accusation and continued with a smile,
"Mr Logan, do you know what I want? As I said before, please give up the supply contract of the city hospital. You may earn less money, but you can ensure your safety. Otherwise..."
Marcel Ridge paused for a moment.
"Mr Logan should know about the way Victor LaGraine from the Crimson Reapers Gang operates right?"
James Logan's face turned white in an instant.
The name Victor LaGraine from the Crimson Reapers Gang was well-known in the underground forces of Orange county. He was notorious for his ruthless and brutal style.
Over the years, countless wealthy businessmen and businesswomen had died at his hands, and many rich young ladies had been defiled by him.
Moreover James had always felt that his father's death was related to Victor LaGraine and his Gang.
And now, Marcel Ridge had come to visit him, directly using Victor LaGraine and the Crimson Reapers to pressure him.
James Logan was a little scared.
Last night, his daughter had been saved by someone just in time.
But what about the next time?
"Alright, I'll give it to you!"
"Wait for me in the office in half an hour." James Logan clenched his fist and finally chose to compromise.
"Haha, very good." Marcel Tristan Ridge said and left very satisfied.
"James, are you really going to give that supply contract to Marcel Tristan Ridge? It was something our father gave his life for." Mrs Logan asked sorrowfully after Marcel Tristan Ridge left.
James Logan sighed.
"Marcel Ridge has the backing of the Crimson Reapers Gang, and Victor LaGraine stands behind him. We can't afford to provoke these people."
"Ah...if only there was a big shot who could wipe out the Crimson Reapers Gang."
James Logan said looking so helpless.
Victor LaGraine and Marcel Tristan Ridge were close friends. With the backing of the Crimson Reapers Gang behind him ( Marcel Ridge), his Logan family was destined to be no match for Marcel Ridge.
At this time, the TV was still on.
Just then a news report suddenly caught James Logan's attention.
"Last night, a major incident occurred in Orange County city. The headquarters of the notorious Crimson Reapers Gang was mysteriously wiped out... Also the deputy head of the Crimson Reapers gang popularly known as the Grim Reaper was also found dead on the spot, and the head of the Gang known as Victor LaGraine was seriously injured and has voluntarily surrendered to the authorities. The case is still under investigation, and the identity of the mysterious force is still unknown..."
The voice of the TV host echoed in the room.
Both James Logan and his wife were stunned.
"What...what is this..."
"Is this a miracle from heaven?"
"Dad, what's going on? What happened?. Why did you call me back in such a hurry?"
Yvonne Logan who had just rushed back to the Logan family villa from her friend's house after her father called her a few minutes ago and asked her to come back immediately asked.
James didn't say anything, but pointed towards the television where the news report was still going on.
"Isn't this the luxe lounge?"
Yvonne Logan recognized the background of the news report at a glance and was shocked.
But when she heard the follow-up news, her surprise turned into horror.
"Vi...Vic...Victor LaGraine surrendered?"
"Is the Crimson Reapers Gang really finished?"
Yvonne couldn't believe it and covered her red lips with her small hand.
.......
"Okay, I got it."
A few minutes later, Yvonne Logan hung up the phone.
She had just asked her friend in the police system for news concerning the trending issue on social media and the whole of Orange county, which was the news about the destruction of the Crimson Reapers Gang.
"Dad, it has been confirmed that the Crimson Reapers Gang was massacred last night, and both the heads of the organization and were either killed or injured."
"Moreover, the time and place happened to be when my friends and I were inside at the Luxe lounge Bar."
Yvonne's pretty face turned pale, perhaps because of shock, and her chest was slightly heaving.
Until now, Yvonne realized that she was actually trapped in the headquarters of the Crimson Reapers Gang last night.
If it weren't for that mysterious force that happened to massacre the The Grim Reaper and his men, she didn't know if she could still be alive and standing here.
"Hahaha...."
"It's really a blessing for my logy family!. With the Crimson Reapers gang in chaos, the Grim Reaper dead, and their leader Victor LaGraine in prison I wonder how arrogant Marcel Tristan Ridge can still be?"
After receiving confirmation, James Logan was immediately overjoyed.
The stone that had been weighing on his heart was suddenly gone.
Linda Logan and her daughter also felt much more relaxed.
At least in the underground forces of Orange County, the Crimson Reapers gang were one of the top three major forces, if not the first. Their sudden downfall was indeed a blessing or rather a miracle to them.
"Being able to massacre the headquarters of Crimson Reapers gang in one night, the other party must be one of the top forces in Orange county. Dad, who do you think did it?" Yvonne became suddenly curious.
Moreover, for some reason, the more she thought about last night's incident, the more suspicious she felt.
......
"I've been waiting for you outside your company for an hour!" Marcel Tristan Ridge shouted angrily.
"I am warning you, if you don't show up in ten minutes, I'll make Victor LaGraine bring your daughter's head to me!"
However, James Logan on the other end of the phone was not panicked at all. Instead, he chuckled lightly.
"Mr Ridge, haven't you seen the news this morning?. I advise you to go to the prison facility and see that so called Victor LaGraine of yours now, otherwise, you won't even get to see me for the last time."
"Hahaha..."
After laughing, James Logan hung up the phone.
At first, Marcel Ridge was puzzled and didn't understand what James Logan meant. It wasn't until his men called and told him that the Grim Reaper had died, and that Victor LaGraine was in prison, and that the Crimson Reapers Gang had been taken down, that Marcel Ridge's face changed drastically.
"How is this possible?" he exclaimed. It was just fine last night.
"Quick! Quick, let's hurry back to the company!"
After a long tremble, Marcel Tristan Ridge no longer cared about any supply contracts. He immediately panicked and shouted, driving straight to his company.
As the news spread, the downfall of the Crimson Reapers Gang quickly spread throughout Orange county.
In the entire city, whether it was in the business world, the public, or the underground forces, it caused a small but mighty earthquake.
The ordinary people cheered, the wealthy businessmen were shocked, and some underground forces had already started to take action, trying to take over the territory and industries that the Crimson Reapers Gang had controlled before.
However, everyone had the same unanswered question in their minds.
Who was responsible for all of this?
Who was the god-like figure that single-handedly killed the terror known as the Grim Reaper and destroyed the Crimson Reapers Gang?
Victor LaGraine, the leader of the Crimson Reapers gang, was being held in the highest criminal prison in the city.
.......
"I did it all, I confess..." Victor LaGraine repeated these words over and over again, even though a day had passed since his arrest.
"General Melissa, we've interrogated him several times, and Victor LaGraine only keeps on saying that he's the one who killed those people"
Several detectives respectfully reported outside the interrogation room.
In front of them stood several people in military uniforms, led by Melissa Quinton.
Her mission last night was to capture the deputy head of the gang known as the Grim Reaper, who was a fugitive from the military. Although the Grim Reaper was now dead, there were still some things she needed to clarify.
"He did it?" Melissa replied coldly. "He doesn't have the ability."
She had examined the crime scene multiple times last night. Although the police suspected that it was the work of a gang, with the Crimson Reapers gang being massacred, Melissa Quinton had concluded that it was the work of a single person.
Moreover, the person who killed the Grim Reaper with a single blow was undoubtedly an extremely skilled martial artist, possibly even stronger than herself.
"What about those three ladies? Have they revealed anything?" Melissa suddenly remembered the three young women lying in the bed in the attic when she had entered last night.
The police officer in charge shook his head.
"They were all drugged and woke up in the hospital without knowing anything."
Melissa furrowed her brows and said.
"Then pull up the nearby surveillance footage and let me check it myself!"
"Okay, General"
The police department in Orange county city's capital had to show respect to this fiery female war goddess, so they naturally didn't dare to disobey her.
And so, Melissa Quinton personally checked the nearby surveillance footage with her two assistants.
"Hmm? Wait. Over there, zoom in."
Soon, Melissa noticed a figure on the street in the footage.
She ordered her assistants to zoom in and was surprised to find that she actually knew this person.
It was Charles Wellington!.