CHAPTER 809. PRINCESS BY DAY. A Woman You Can’t Negotiate With

And it was nothing but an illusion because there was no way Dandara Hopkins was going to accept any answer other than the one she expected. The man in front of her looked at the photos again and let out a grunt—half irritation, half reluctant agreement.

“They’re in the basement, along with two others, taking inventory of the weapons.”

“Perfect. Call them,” Dandara ordered. The man walked slowly to one of the doors on the ground floor, opened it, and leaned inside.

“Frede, Timeo, get up here!” he shouted. The two men emerged, oblivious to what was happening upstairs—the basement was clearly soundproofed enough to keep them unaware.

But the moment they poked their heads out, they were thrown to the ground, and within seconds, a pair of long-barreled guns were pressed against the backs of their necks.

“Now. Do you prefer I do it here, or can I take them with me?” Dandara asked the boss. He simply shrugged.

“Take them. These t