I Love You, Miss Genius



"The Nidhogg Organization? What are they doing here?" Ivor's brow knitted tightly/

'I wouldn't have been bothered if it's other organizations. However, the Nidhogg is a pretty formidable opponent. I have to tread carefully.'

Floyd shook his head, "That's all we know for the time being. The other organizations haven't made their way here yet. For that matter, we're not even sure if the Nidhogg Organization is here for the chip."

Ivor tapped the table with his finger, trying to come up with a solution.

"Send two of our men to monitor them. I want first-hand news as soon as they're on the move. Let's see what they're planning to do."

Floyd nodded and responded, "Got it, Mr. Ivor."

In the blink of an eye, it was 8 p.m. The underground market in Yale was bustling with people.

Everyone was dressed warmly as they browsed through the stalls, making choices about their purchases. Meanwhile, Ivor led his team and walked on the streets.

At this moment, he was wearing a silver mask engraved with a pattern over half of his face. His dashing face was hidden in the flickering light, giving rise to a mysterious air about him.

Floyd, who was walking beside him, also wore a black mask that covered the entirety of his face.

Tonight, Ivor and Floyd were there as the leader of the Dark Knight Organization and the second in command, respectively.

At first, the commoners were browsing through the stall leisurely. However, they were awed when they saw the emblem on Ivor and his gang's outfit. They took steps back and made way for them.Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Ivor led his team and walked through the crowd, sweeping an imposing gaze across them.

Moments later, he tore his gaze from them and glanced at Floyd. "I asked you to send a couple of men to monitor the Nidhogg Organization. Did they report back to us already?"

"They've been quiet. I think the Nidhogg Organization hasn't done anything yet." Floyd analyzed.

"If they're here for the chip, it's impossible that they haven't done anything by now." Ivor said as his brows furrowed tighter. "I suspect that they're already on the move. It's just that our men didn't notice it."

Floyd frowned. He didn't think it was possible.

"Two of the men I sent out were the best in our organization when it comes to reconnaissance and camouflage. Judging by their abilities, they would have noticed if the organization is on the move."

Ivor pursed his lips sternly.

"The Nidhogg Organization is more powerful than we've given them credit for. Don't take them lightly." Floyd nodded. "Copy that, Mr. Ivor. I'll ask them to be on their toes."

"That won't be necessary. Let's wait it out. If the organization is already here, then it wouldn't have served any purpose to tell them anything."

Ivor's brow remained furrowed and showed no signs of relaxing. Obviously, they were formidable adversaries.

After all, he dealt with them in the past. He knew just what kind of nasty people they were. So, it paid to keep his guard up.

"Understood, Mr. Ivor." Floyd nodded slightly and followed his boss to the private room upstairs.

Then, they arrived at room 33. Ivor raised his hand and knocked on the door.

At the next moment, he heard a young man's voice from inside.

"Come in,"