Spy-x-War Showdown
Chapter 515 - 503: Stewing Soup in the Pot

Chapter 515: Chapter 503: Stewing Soup in the Pot

Anton entered the nightclub for the third time, only this time he wasn’t accompanied by a woman but by Mike Donald.

Anton had become a familiar face in the nightclub, but he wasn’t concerned about being exposed because if all went well, they would take action tonight.

As for Mike Donald, he was just there to have a look. Simply going over the blueprint wasn’t enough; he needed to survey the place in person.

The club had just opened, and it wasn’t very crowded yet, but as soon as Anton and Mike Donald sat down at the bar, Anton immediately frowned.

Sabrina was already seated at the bar.

Upon seeing Anton and Mike Donald sit down, Sabrina slowly approached Anton with an expression like she had done something wrong.

Anton placed a hand on his forehead, letting out a sigh of resignation.

"Why are you here again? Didn’t we agree that you wouldn’t come for at least a few days?"

Pointing at himself with both hands, Anton said with a face full of helplessness, "Please, I need my personal space. I’ve already promised you that I wouldn’t start a new relationship, see? I brought a friend along, and you were supposed to give me my personal space, remember?"

Sabrina spoke anxiously, "I’m sorry, I just wanted to see you, I... It wasn’t like I wanted to spy on you, really not!"

Mike Donald, looking puzzled, said, "What’s going on? Am I interrupting something? Oh, sorry mate, I can take a walk somewhere else first."

Mike Donald had just settled onto a bar stool when he got down again; he actually needed to look around.

However, as soon as Mike Donald stepped down, Sabrina pressed against him, her voice urgent, "No, it’s not what you think, I just, I just, you are Anton’s friend, right? My name is Sabrina, pleased to meet you."

Mike Donald shook hands with Sabrina, then looked at Anton with a puzzled expression because what he’d been told before coming was not like this.

What could Anton do? He was used to having everything under control, yet the minds of women were outside his grasp.

Again, Anton covered his eyes with his hands.

Sabrina, somewhat panicked, said, "I’m sorry! I really just wanted to look at you, just a glance, I’ve seen you now, and I’ll go. I won’t bother you anymore, goodbye, I’m sorry."

Sabrina was about to rush off when in came a woman whose face was wrapped in a headscarf and was still wearing sunglasses at night.

The woman stopped upon seeing Sabrina and Anton, then looked at them with a cold face.

Anton glanced at her, then let out another long sigh to the heavens and shaking his head, said, "You’re here too. We had agreed, at least three days of personal space for me, I need a bit of my own space, remember?"

Monica still had a face as cold as ice. After giving Sabrina a cold glance, Sabrina awkwardly said, "I’m sorry, I just couldn’t resist wanting to take a quick look at him, but I was just looking and then I was leaving, I was about to go."

Monica exhaled, her hands clutching her handbag, and the way she continuously twisted the straps revealed her inner nervousness.

Sabrina had failed to keep her promise, but Monica clearly had not either, it’s just that the always authoritarian Monica couldn’t bring herself to apologize.

After taking off her sunglasses, Monica smiled at Anton and then spoke unnaturally, "I just wanted to have a drink, and by the way... see if you would show up. Since we’ve all bumped into each other by coincidence, let’s have a drink together. Is this your friend?"

Mike Donald looked again at Anton, who took a deep breath before nodding and saying, "Yeah, what a coincidence, let’s have a drink then."

Monica’s icy expression immediately thawed, and then she asked Anton in a cautious, inquiring tone, "Shall we stay here, or go to my booth?"

Anton waved a hand and said, "Let’s go to the booth."

The booth wasn’t large, just big enough for four people, but as they sat down, a natural gap formed next to Mike Donald, while Sabrina and Monica squeezed in on either side of Anton.

It was a tight fit for the three of them, but neither Sabrina nor Monica showed any intention of getting up, forcing Anton to stand up and try to sit next to Mike Donald. However, as soon as he stood up, Sabrina and Monica also immediately rose to their feet.

Anton whispered, "What are you doing? I am not going anywhere! You, you..."

Mike Donald raised a hand and then said in a serious tone, "Buddy, we’ll chat another time. Oh, I’ve already accomplished what I came here for, and I just remembered that I’ve got a soup simmering at home. We’ll talk later, goodbye."

Mike Donald quickly stood up and left. A waiter nearby sent him off with a sympathetic look and then turned to Anton with an envious gaze.

Anton let out another long sigh while Monica could only fidget with her fingers anxiously, and Sabrina whispered, "Sorry..."

Anton abruptly sat down and then called out loudly to the waiter, "Beer! I want beer!"

Monica snapped open her purse and swiftly pulled out a few large bills, then said in a slightly awkward tone, "Keep the change, make it fast, thank you."

As Mike Donald left the nightclub, he was still unclear about what exactly had happened. He had meticulously planned everything with everyone before coming, but the appearance of the two women was not part of the plan. Fortunately, he had only needed to take a look around.

Incidentally, it’s worth mentioning that Mike Donald’s Italian was quite good. Of course, that’s a given, since after all, Mike Donald had lived in Italy for many years, so it would be strange if he didn’t speak Italian.

After leaving the nightclub, Mike Donald took a taxi and circled around a few times before heading back to the hotel. As a veteran member of the Irish Republican Army, anti-tailing had become second nature to him.

Upon returning to the hotel, Yang Yi’s first question was, "How did it go?"

"I’ve seen it, reinforced concrete structure, I can deal with that. But there’s a problem, what’s with those two women? They weren’t part of the plan, their sudden appearance confused me. I even thought you had changed the operation plan."

Yang Yi froze for a moment before gritting his teeth and saying, "That bastard!"

Mike Donald waved his hand and said, "Looks like I’ve said something I shouldn’t have. So, has the stuff been delivered?"

"It’s been delivered, in your room."

Mike Donald immediately said, "I’ll start making the bomb, no one come in."

"Don’t you need help?"

Mike Donald looked at Yang Yi and said, "I don’t like being disturbed while I’m working."

Yang Yi shrugged and said, "Alright, I won’t let anyone bother you, just let me know if you need anything."

Mike Donald opened the door to his own room, and upon seeing the stuff inside, he flashed a manically excited expression and absentmindedly said, "Don’t bother me, that’s the best help you can give."