Spy-x-War Showdown
Chapter 1260 - 1265: Might as Well Be Dead

Chapter 1260: Chapter 1265: Might as Well Be Dead

Another month has passed.

Yang Yi’s life is going well. He earns money every day that ordinary people could never dream of making in a lifetime. Consequently, his life has become extremely luxurious, a fact that might not be apparent to regular folks, but truly, everything he uses is of the highest quality.

Now, Yang Yi is surrounded by beautiful women, and his relationship with Petra is going well. Since he hasn’t really left New York this month, he’s been spending almost every night at home, living in what really seems like a home.

During the day, Yang Yi typically stays in the office. If there’s work, his secretary does it; if there’s none, he idles with his secretary.

Yang Yi is living the life everyone dreams of, yet he is not happy.

Because Yang Yi is weighed down by numerous burdens. Not only does his seemingly glamorous situation harbor danger, but he also feels deeply guilty.

Guilt towards everyone around him, especially the women: towards Kate, Xiao Ran, Petra, and Bonnie.

One could say that in terms of romance, Yang Yi is indeed a scoundrel. The problem is, Yang Yi struggles against being too despicable, yet he knows that regardless of his reasons, he’s still very much a cad.

Additionally, Zhang Yong has cancer, and apart from waiting, Yang Yi can do nothing.

So how could Yang Yi possibly be happy?

Yang Yi is unparalleled in acting, but whether a person is truly happy cannot be faked through acting.

Yang Yi thought he was acting convincingly, but this day, Petra finally saw through his disguise.

"Darling, why have you been so melancholic lately?"

Yang Yi was sitting watching TV, and Petra finally voiced her question after leaning against him for a long while.

Yang Yi was stunned because he genuinely thought he was disguising it well.

"I’m not unhappy."

Petra whispered, "You might be able to fool others, but can you fool me? We’re together every day, of course, I can discern your true feelings. You’re not unhappy, you’re melancholic. Why?"

Yang Yi remained silent for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No, just a little unhappy, to be precise, a bit lost."

Petra just quietly looked at Yang Yi, and Yang Yi finally sighed and said, "I’ve got everything now, but I... don’t know what to pursue next."

Petra gently shook her head, then said softly, "Is it me who’s made you unhappy?"

"No, absolutely not, you’re thinking too much."

After firmly denying it, Yang Yi placed his hand on Petra’s shoulder, then sighed and said, "My best friend, my best brother, he has cancer."

While saying these words, Yang Yi’s emotions were sincere, so this time Petra believed him.

"Oh my God..."

Petra took Yang Yi’s hand and said softly, "Sorry, darling, I’m very sorry."

Yang Yi took a deep breath, patted Petra’s hand twice, and then forced a smile, saying, "It’s okay, I... have to accept reality."

Was another hurdle overcome?

While feeling relieved, Yang Yi suddenly realized a problem: Why did he have to live with Petra? Why did he keep moving towards marrying Petra?

So Yang Yi suddenly became alert. Being with Petra was initially just for a mission; now that the mission was complete, Aaron hoped he could maintain his relationship with Petra, so he did.

But now Yang Yi felt he couldn’t continue like this. The longer he stayed with Petra, the greater the harm to her, and ultimately, he and Petra were not meant for each other.

Almost instantly, Yang Yi felt pain.

Breaking up with Petra peacefully was impossible; finding a random excuse to break up seemed simpler, but Petra had never given him any excuse.

Just disappear, like Anton is good at.

But that would be really scummy.

Yang Yi began to feel miserable. How did he get himself into this predicament? When the day of actually marrying Petra comes and he suddenly disappears, how would Petra cope?

Maybe it’s better to just die.

This thought suddenly emerged in Yang Yi’s mind; of course, not real death but a fake death. Given his resources and the capabilities of the Organization of Water, staging a fake death would be all too easy.

Once this thought appeared, it started to fester, and Yang Yi could no longer contain it.

Just as Yang Yi was pondering how to execute it, his phone rang. He picked it up and answered, hearing Anton say in a deep voice, "Boss, there’s something that requires you to come back to the office. There’s an acquisition in Europe that needs your authorization."

Due to the time difference, working at night is quite normal for Yang Yi, so he promptly said, "Okay, I’ll go to the office."

Yang Yi stood up, and Petra didn’t question anything; she just immediately stood up and took out the suit hanging on the coat rack for him.

Petra was originally a rich young lady, and although she wasn’t haughty, she wasn’t used to doing this kind of thing. But now Petra was becoming more accustomed to doing these things.

As Yang Yi put on his clothes, he felt nothing but gratitude and guilt.

In a daze, he left home, got into the car Anton was driving, and before Anton could speak, he inexplicably said, "What do you think if I died? Uh, fake my own death."

Anton frowned and said, "Why are you so weak? Is it necessary?"

Yang Yi sighed and said, "I think it might be necessary. Well, let’s discuss this later. What’s the matter?"

Anton started the car and said, "Anna called; let’s discuss it in the office."

Why discuss it in the office? Because the confidentiality there is better. So, upon hearing this, Yang Yi knew it was important but not urgent and required a high level of confidentiality.

Otherwise, Anna would have called Yang Yi directly.

Bonnie had already prepared everything, and after Yang Yi arrived, he immediately made the call.

"Hi, Anna, what’s up?"

Annastasia said softly, "We’ve lost three attendants, but the menu has been delivered to the customer. Now, it’s time to serve the meal!"

Three aides are dead, but they finally made contact with the insider, and indeed, they have found traces of Baghdadi.

To be frank, within just one month, this speed exceeded Yang Yi’s best expectations.

"So soon? How did the three die?"

Yang Yi is still very concerned about human lives, so he asked first, and Anna misunderstood, saying, "No need to worry, they weren’t discovered; they died in normal engagement. Our luck is good. Now, as soon as they find Baghdadi, they could send the location to me anytime, so you should talk to Justin because the intel might come any minute now."