Chapter 496 The Truth About Avery

bBecause /bof direct orders from above, the Gray Wolf mercenaries didn’t use their enhanced wolf babilities /bbwhen /bdealing with Ms. Tessa, which meant the fight had been pure hand–to–handbat.

But even with basic moves exchanged, they could tell immediatelyi–/ithey were no match for herb. /b

Still…

“We really don’t know what you’re talking about! Avery? I swear, I don’t know anyone by that name!”

Ms. Tessa frowned. “You sure about that?” It was thest chance she was giving.

“I swear, I don’t know!”

She stepped forward and seized the man’s wrist. With a quick twist, pain shot through him, and he bared his teeth in a grimace.

Cold sweat broke out across his forehead.

“Please, have mercy!”

“We really don’t know Avery. We’re just grunts,” another one blurted out. They were outer–circle mercenaries–too low–ranking to be trusted with any real information. All they knew was that their orders were to block the girl.

Who would’ve thought the sweet–looking girl was this terrifying?

Seeing they genuinely had no clue, Ms. Tessa released his wrist.

“For your sake, I hope you told me the truth. If I find out you lied… I won’t let it slide.”

She looked like a perfectly pretty young woman, but her words sent a chill down their spines.

Without sparing another nce at the group crumpled on the ground, she turned and got into the car.

Just as she started it up, her phone rang. Stephen.

“Tessa, are you alright? Where are you now?” he asked, clearly anxious.

“I’m fine. I’m keeping your car for now–I’ll return it tomorrow,” she replied, shifting into drive.

Something was definitely off.

What exactly was Avery’s connection to the Gray Wolf Mercenaries?

Now that she finally had a lead, there was no way she was letting it go.

“The car doesn’t matter. Keep it if you need it,” Stephen said. He just wanted to be sure she was okay.

“Okay. I’m hanging up now.”

Before he could say anything more, she ended the call and immediately dialed Avery.

As expected, his phone was off.

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Chapter 496 The Truth About Avery

bShe /btried bagain /band again–but every call went straight to voicemail.

Without wasting another second, she drove straight to the headquarters of Wings of Lightb, /bbShen /bbDie /bbhadn’t /bbseen /bher in a while and was thrilled by her sudden visit.

“Wow, what a surprise! Missing me already?” Shen Die teased, grinning like an idiot.

“Cut it out. I’m here to check something.”

“Aww. And here I thought you finally remembered poor little me. I’ve been keeping ban /beye on Wings of Light for you and you couldn’t even drop by once!”

“I’m here now, aren’t I? Consider this me checking in.”

Wings of Light was doing perfectly fine–she had no reason to visit unless something serious came up.

“Oh, so I’m just an afterthought now? You’re breaking my heart,” Shen Die said dramatically.

“Alright, quit whining. Be good and quiet down.”

With that, Ms. Tessa sat down at theputer, logged in with her private ount and password, and started digging into Avery’s background.

Before this, she’d never thought to look into him.

Everyone had their secrets, and she’d always respected that. She never wanted to pry.

But this situation was different. It wasn’t something she could ignore.

And sure enough, once she started digging, the truth came out.

Avery–was the only son of the Gray Wolf Mercenary Corps‘ leader.

And not just that–he was the heir.

The Gray Wolf Mercenary Corps ranked among the top three werewolf forces in the global underground. Within the dark world’s power map, they were/a feared and ruthless symbol, known for their brutal tactics, elite professionalism, and ability to vanish without a trace.

They only epted the most high–risk and top–tier missions–like infiltrating heavily guarded deep–sea bases to steal military secrets, escorting nuclear materials through armed warzones, or even wiping out bio-bs gged by Interpol as top global threats, with mortality rates over 80%.

Through their bloody precision and wless execution, they had carved out an unshakable po world of mercenaries–respected by allies, feared by enemies.