Chapter 34
When Dreykov's name was mentioned, a cold glint flashed in Natasha's eyes. This man had been the source of her greatest suffering, forcing her into hiding for years because of his power. But now, she no longer feared him.
"I won't get involved directly," Leon said. "You all can handle it. Have Wanda control Dreykov to transfer the assets useful to us, and sell off the ones we don't need. Avoid touching anything too obvious—it'll draw attention."
"Got it. I'll make a plan," Natasha replied without hesitation.
With Natasha and Wanda on board, Leon felt a sense of relief. He trusted them completely. As for himself, he knew he needed time to regroup and recover after the recent events.
The sun shone brightly over Brazil, its rays illuminating everything in their path. In front of a luxurious hotel, a sleek Rolls-Royce pulled up.
As the doorman respectfully opened the door, a Russian man in a sharp suit stepped out, flanked by several muscular bodyguards. The group made their way into the grand hotel, taking the elevator directly to the restaurant.
At a table near the floor-to-ceiling window, someone was already waiting— a man wearing glasses, with three bodyguards standing behind him. Seeing the Russian approach, the man with glasses stood up and extended his hand.
"Mr. Dreykov, a pleasure to meet you," he said.
"Likewise, Mr. Walker. I believe we'll find our partnership beneficial," Dreykov replied.