Chapter 665 Eliminate the Threat

If this plan worked, Tobias would be able to skip years of slow progress. He would shoot straight to the top, becoming Malcom’s most trusted son. No competition. No second place.

Tobias made a call to Malcom.

Ring-

On the other end, Malcom’s cold, detached voice came through. “What is it, Tobias?”

Tobias replied respectfully, “Uncle Malcom, I’d like to borrow some money. I’ll explain everything in person once I land in Hetsa.”

The next morning, at the Jenson villa, Kyla had just woken up when she received a text notification:

A bank transfer of one hundred million.

She stared at the number, silently counting the zeroes.

Her entire body began to tremble with excitement.

This was the first time in her life she had ever touched this kind of money.

She had just gone from struggling to being crazy rich. A full-on baby heiress overnight.

Even though she knew the money would soon go toward “dirty work” and a huge chunk of it would disappear, her heart still ached a little at the thought.

But Tobias had promised that once everything was in place and the file was ready, he’d give her another seven hundred million.

That would be more than enough.

Fueled by excitement, Kyla picked up her phone and called Genevieve.

Ring-

The call connected quickly.

“Kyla, you finally called me.”

Genevieve’s voice came through loud and chaotic, background noise blaring. It wasn’t clear where she was.

But Kyla didn’t care.

She got straight to the point. “Genevieve, can you still get in touch with that famous assassin group from the dark web? I need their contact info.”

It was Genevieve who had first told Kyla about the dark web, about the places where, if she had enough money, she could put a hit out on someone like Tilda.

Desperate to stay on Kyla’s good side, Genevieve had spilled everything she knew, no filter, no hesitation.

“You got the money? Kyla?! That means Tilda can finally die!”

Just the sound of Tilda’s name made Genevieve grind her teeth in hatred. Tilda was the one who shattered Genevieve’s dream of marrying into the Jensons.

If she had the chance, Genevieve wouldn’t hesitate to tear Tilda apart piece by piece.

She had been forced to give up her piano career, blacklisted by the Jensons, and had to flee to Endralsia just to stay out of sight.

To make things worse, the man who had been bankrolling her lifestyle, William, had crossed someone he shouldn’t have. His entire security team had been wiped out, and William himself was left paralyzed and comatose in the ICU, not expected to wake up.

When Genevieve tried to visit him, the Evans had her thrown out like trash. To them, she was just some disposable woman their son had played with. Letting him have fun was one thing, but marrying into the Evans? Not a chance in hell. William’s fortune? Genevieve wouldn’t see a single cent.

Just like that, she was back to being broke. After getting used to luxury, excess, and spending without thinking, living on her own savings was unbearable. Money was tight. Unbearably tight.

And it had all started with Tilda. Not once, but twice–Tilda had ruined her life.

Genevieve would never forgive her. She wanted Tilda dead more than anyone else. Because to her, Tilda wasn’t just a rival, Tilda was a curse. A walking disaster who had dragged Genevieve into darkness again and again.

But Genevieve didn’t have the power, and she definitely didn’t have the money.

“Send me the contact first. I’ll reach out myself.”

At this point, Kyla’s biggest threat wasn’t Tilda, who had already cut ties and burned bridges with the Jensons.

It was her biological parents, who had come crawling back, begging for money.

If she didn’t deal with them soon, and they got desperate enough to go to someone like Russell and expose the truth–that they were Kyla’s real parents–everything she had worked hard for would fall apart.

Her entire plan would be ruined.

“Got it, Kyla. I’m counting on you, just make sure Tilda dies! I’ll send you the contact right now.”

Genevieve still believed Kyla was asking for the contact to have Tilda killed.

As soon as she hung up, she immediately forwarded the assassin group’s information to Kyla.

She’d originally gotten it by accident, overhearing something while she was still with William. Figuring it might come in handy one day, she secretly saved it.

The organization in question? R Organization, the third-largest assassin group on the dark web.

Kyla received the message, but didn’t rush to make contact.

Instead, she forwarded the information to Tobias.

“Tobias, do you know of an assassin group on the dark web called R Organization?”

Tobias replied almost immediately.

“Yeah, I know them. Kyla, how do you know about the dark web? Why are you looking into assassin groups?”

“Tobias, if I don’t act now, someone could destroy everything we’ve worked for. I need to take care of this before it’s too late.”

As soon as Tobias saw that message, he didn’t ask another question. “That contact is legit. It is the R Organization. No doubt about it. Is the hundred million I gave you enough? Do you need more? R Organization charges a lot for clean kills.”