137: Chapter 137 Who are you? The President's daughter?

"Take you in?"

Chen Yuan looked as if he had just heard the funniest joke of the century. He released his fingers from the collar of her shirt, letting the girl shrink back, and took the opportunity to brush off some non-existent dust from his wrist.

"My clueless young lady, do you have some misunderstanding about the three words 'Umbrella'?"

Chen Yuan pointed to Tyrant No. 1, who was serving tea and water on the side, his tone cold and grim.

"This is a mercenary nest, a den that eats people without spitting out the bones, not a shelter for you to play house or run away from home."

The young girl stiffened her neck, her emerald eyes devoid of any fear.

"I know who you are! Your name is Chen Yuan, you're a super tycoon, and you have a bunch of monsters under your command!"

She proudly lifted her chin, like a little swan showing off its power, her face full of righteous confidence. "And I'm not here for a free ride. As long as you let me stay, my dad will give you whatever money you want!"

Victor, listening from the side, rolled his eyes.

These days, there are all sorts of reckless rich second-generation brats. Daring to come to a devil's territory to flaunt wealth; this girl probably doesn't even know how she'd be chopped up and fed to the dogs.

"No need to guess."

Chen Yuan couldn't be bothered to waste words with a brat, so he directly issued a command in his mind, "Red Queen, facial recognition."

"Scanning... Bone structure comparison in progress... Pupil and iris match successful."

Accompanied by a faint electronic buzz, the lounge's holographic projection instantly lit up. A vast amount of data cascaded down like a waterfall, finally freezing on an official high-definition ID photo.

The girl in the photo was wearing an elegant dress, standing in front of the Stars and Stripes, her smile sweet and official.

The identity information next to it was dazzling, almost blinding Victor's titanium alloy dog eyes.

【Name: Jennifer】

【Identity: Youngest daughter of the current President of America, First Daughter.】

"Clatter."

The tactical tablet in Victor's hand slammed onto the top of his foot, but he forgot even to cry out in pain.

He stared fixedly at the holographic screen, then turned to look at the girl sitting on the sofa eating potato chips, feeling his soul trembling along with it.

"Bo... Boss..."

Victor swallowed hard, his voice shaking as if he had been frozen in the polar ice cap for three days and nights, "This... this is a damn nuclear bomb!"

Chen Yuan's gaze also froze for a moment.

He had thought this girl was wealthy or noble, perhaps the apple of some Wall Street financial tycoon's eye, but he had never imagined the White House.

First Daughter?

This was a super hot potato that could burn skin and flesh to a crisp!

He had just used legal and financial means to crush FBI agents, and now, the daughter of the American President had "mysteriously" appeared in his private bedroom?

If this were photographed by outside media or political enemies, tomorrow's headlines wouldn't be about business disputes.

It would be "Umbrella Corporation attempts to subvert state power and kidnaps the First Daughter"!

"You've got a lot of nerve."

Chen Yuan walked to the sofa and looked down at her, the killing intent belonging to a top predator released without reservation.

"Are those ace bodyguards in the White House Secret Service just eating for free? How could they let a defenseless little girl like you run solo all the way to a hellhole like San Verde?"

Facing Chen Yuan's pressure, Jennifer actually just shrank back slightly, then curled her lip, her face full of disdain.

"Those idiots? I just put a timer-recorded audio player in the restroom, then put on a cleaner's uniform and slipped out."

She crossed her legs and began to complain righteously.

"You have no idea what my life is like! Every day, locked in that white cage, seeing those hypocritical old men, even having a burger requires a nutritionist to precisely calculate the calories!"

"How is this any different from being in jail?"

Chen Yuan watched her coldly, unmoved: "So, you ran to me to break out of prison?"

"The worst part is, next week they're forcing me to attend some European royal youth exchange meeting, which is basically just going on blind dates with those bald princes!"

Jennifer grew more aggrieved as she spoke, but then her eyes lit up, as if hiding two bright stars.

"Just when I was about to go crazy, I saw your video on the Dark Web!"

She waved her arms excitedly, not even caring that the potato chips in her hand had fallen onto the carpet.

"The way you stood on the tank and gave the middle finger was just so cool! And those flying monsters of yours, it's like scenes straight out of a Hollywood movie!"

Jennifer jumped up, pointed at Chen Yuan's nose, and loudly announced:

"So I've decided!"

"I'm joining Umbrella! I'm going to go fight bad guys with you! This is definitely ten thousand times more exciting than being a delicate vase in the White House!"

Chen Yuan rubbed his throbbing temples.

This is just a terminal case of middle-school syndrome, someone who's been too well-protected and watched too many superhero comics! She has no idea what real gunfire and artillery will turn a person's internal organs into—a pile of mush.

Keep her?

That would be like planting a time bomb in the Umbrella base that could attract the state's war machine at any moment.

"Victor."

Chen Yuan turned around, without a second of hesitation, his voice cold to the extreme.

"Find a black sack and put this noble princess inside. Take advantage of the night and dump her right in front of the nearest FBI branch."

"Don't let anyone see that we did it."

Victor, as if granted amnesty, nodded repeatedly: "Understood! I'll go get the thickest sack right now!"

Jennifer panicked when she heard this.

She grabbed the armrest of the leather sofa and held on tight, like chewing gum stuck to it, impossible to pull off.

"I'm not leaving! If you dare to send me back, I'll tell the media that you kidnapped me!"

She lifted her little face and threatened viciously: "And I'll say you... you had ulterior motives towards me! You tore my clothes!"

"Ulterior motives?"

Chen Yuan sneered, preparing to have Alice step forward and just knock this reckless girl unconscious and drag her away.

Suddenly.

The black satellite phone he had placed on the marble tabletop emitted a dull and urgent vibration.

This phone had gone through layers of encryption by the Red Queen, and there were absolutely no more than three people in all of North America who knew the number and could call it.

Chen Yuan's movements stopped.

He walked over, glanced at the special frequency code on the screen, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

He pressed the speakerphone button.

In the spacious lounge, a low, dignified, yet barely concealable exhausted male voice immediately came through.

"Is this Mr. Chen Yuan?"

"I am the current President of America."

The man on the other end of the line took a deep breath, his tone extremely complex.

"I think we need to talk... about my daughter."