Chapter 1591 Operation Triple Destruction

• It was close to six in the evening in Loang. In the Dagfynn, it was nearing seven, and the sky had already fallen into darkness.
• At her mansion, Jemma had just returned from the office and was seated at the dining table, delicately eating tortilla wrap. After several bites, she spoke, her tone indifferent. “Any updates on Finnegan?”
• Standing behind her, the young woman hesitated, her expression tinged with quiet resignation. Ever since Jemma's return from Loang, Finnegan had dominated her thoughts. She checked for updates on him at least five times a day.