The Supreme Beauty Fell in Love with Me

Doha's bustling economy is primarily derived from the rich oil and natural gas resources beneath Qatar.

Upon arrival in Doha, one can see high-rises clustered in the city center, surrounded by lower villa areas. In Doha's city area, many luxury cars can be seen coming and going on the roads.

The originally dazzling Lamborghini loses its luster immediately after arriving in Doha.

On the streets, various luxury cars shuttle back and forth, and Silver Fox's Lamborghini hardly seems like anything special because the taxis here are almost all luxury cars from the Mercedes-Benz and BMW series. In Doha, showing off one's status and wealth is not solely about cars; the most important is also the license plate.

Following the entry of Lin Chuan and Silver Fox into the country, key members of the Fire Fox Organization also entered Qatar through various channels. Moreover, special operation forces from various countries also entered Qatar.

For a time, the attention of the entire world was focused on Qatar.

Qatar's most famous television station, Al Jazeera, quickly captured this sensitive information. The station swiftly dispatched three teams of reporters to follow and interview on this matter.

Silver Fox took Lin Chuan straight to a villa in Doha. On a bustling street along the coast of Doha, there is a rather nice villa, the residence of an influential tycoon named Hainshtein. Hainshtein wields considerable influence in Doha, not only possessing enormous wealth but also controlling an oil well. This is his most important source of economic income. Hainshtein can control this oil well mainly because the Fire Fox Organization backs him. Even the Emir of Qatar dares not lay a hand on him.

"Leader, Allah welcomes you." Hainshtein is a tall and thin middle-aged man, wearing a long white robe that covers him from head to toe.

"Hmm." Fire Fox nodded and said, "Hainshtein, sorry to disturb you."

"Not at all, it is my duty," Hainshtein hurriedly said. "It's my great honor that the leader has come, a blessing granted by Allah."

The villa is a haven of luxury. In its garden, many valuable plants are cultivated.

Two adorable children with big eyes and high noses are playing in the garden. A woman in a robe is accompanying the two children. Seeing strangers enter, she quickly holds the children and goes inside. For Arab women, it is paramount not to be seen by strangers anywhere.

Hainshtein quickly led the two guests inside the house. Silver Fox, holding onto Lin Chuan's hand, directly took a seat on the sofa in the living room. The luxury leather sofa felt fundamentally different from ordinary ones when seated. The floor is covered with hand-made wool carpets, which were incredibly comfortable to step on.

In the house, the servants hurriedly served sheep's milk tea and pastries for the guests.

Hainshtein quickly said, "Leader, I already know the purpose of your visit."

"Good to know." Silver Fox nodded and said, "Lin Chuan and I will be staying here temporarily, please make the arrangements."

As Silver Fox spoke, his face was as cold as ice, seemingly leaving no room for refusal.

"Yes!" Hainshtein immediately nodded.

Afterward, led by the servant, the two went up to the guest room on the second floor. One of the most lavish guest rooms, the room spanned over a hundred square meters, with a split-level design. On the south side were floor-to-ceiling windows, with over three-meter-long curtains that, when pulled aside, revealed a thin layer of mesh curtains. The mesh curtains were beautiful, with exquisite patterns sewn onto them, a unique artistic symbol of the country. These beauties were breathtaking.

Entering the room, Lin Chuan looked up at the split-level room, his eyes met with the large floor-to-ceiling windows, beside it was a sizable sofa, as well as a wool carpet. A delicate handmade tea table was set upon the carpet, the white walls were decorated with blue carvings, and next to it was an exquisite staircase leading upstairs to a bedroom. Inside the bedroom stood a round bed, incredibly beautiful. The room had a very atmospheric feel, rich in romanticism, and also stirring in color. The air was filled with an enchanting fragrance.

"It smells so nice," Lin Chuan couldn't help but smile.

"The scent of perfume?" Silver Fox asked with a smile.

"Not sure!" Lin Chuan shook his head, walked around the room, before both descended the stairs. The bed in the room faced a bay window, and lying on the head of the bed, one could see the sea's horizon, which was quite nice. The scenery was captivating and lovely.

The room was quite spacious, around thirty to forty square meters, with a round bed and a row of connected wardrobes. There was also a dressing table, and beside the dressing table, there were some delicate decorative items. The walls were adorned with some fine ornaments. Very beautiful.

The living room downstairs seemed very spacious, with servants eagerly at service, introducing some functional items in the room.

This guest room, judged solely by its area and the design of its floor, is comparable to a suite in China. Although it cannot compare to the suites in the Sailboat Hotel, the design and layout here are more luxurious and technology-oriented than any hotel in China.

"Thank you," Silver Fox said politely as he glanced at the servant, "You can go back first."

"Very well, may God bless you." The servant bowed slightly, then said, "If there's anything you need, please inform me in time."

"Certainly," Silver Fox nodded.

The servant walked out of the room backward and then gently closed the door.

Lin Chuan stood next to the floor-to-ceiling window, his face grave as he looked out at the scenery.

"Lin Chuan, what are you thinking about?" Silver Fox asked.

"I am wondering whether this plan will actually work," Lin Chuan said seriously.

"Based on my understanding of Ghost, it will definitely work," Silver Fox said with a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth.

Lin Chuan's face was still etched with worry; after all, Fang Yuan was still in their hands. The slightest mistake could lead to her misfortune. No matter what, Fang Yuan was his woman—though only in the sense of a one-night stand. But since she was his woman, he had to protect her. He had to make her feel safe. If he couldn't even do that, what kind of man was he? What kind of person!

As soon as Lin Chuan entered Doha, it attracted the attention of local forces from multiple sides.

Of course, if it had only been Lin Chuan himself, perhaps there wouldn't have been so much attention. However, his arrival shook various countries. The United States, the United Kingdom, France, and even Japan... all sent special operations forces to follow him in secret, and numerous spies from surrounding countries poured in. The surface calm of Qatar hid an undercurrent of turbulence.

The current Emir of Qatar, the highest ruler, was deeply worried about this situation.

The title of Emir is an honorific denoting upper-level rulers, princes, and military commanders in Muslim countries. This title is used in Arab countries in the Middle East and North Africa.

Qatar is a hereditary constitutional monarchy. The Emir is the head of state and the supreme commander of the armed forces, holding the highest power in the country, a position inherited within the Al-Sani family. Political party activities are banned in Qatar.

For a country like Qatar, the last thing they want is to see foreign powers encroaching on their territory. Now, with various powers squeezing into the area, the previously calm nation is at risk of political upheaval.

"Your Highness Hamad, something's wrong," a subordinate hurried over.

"What happened?" Hamad was the current Emir of Qatar, wielding the nation's highest power and wealth. Dressed in a white robe adorned with numerous jewels and gold, the portly man asked anxiously, "What's going on?"

"Your Highness, the intelligence agency reports that many foreign powers have infiltrated our country; they may be plotting some kind of disturbance," the subordinate said anxiously.

"Don't panic," Hamad quickly said, "Strengthen the borders, and also, summon Ghost to see me."

"Yes!" the subordinate immediately nodded.

Spies from various countries poured in here, and special operation forces from around the world openly and covertly made their way into the Qatar Peninsula through various channels. The Persian Gulf became the best entry route for these special operation forces. Qatar's maritime surveillance teams increased patrols, checking any suspicious vessels.

However, as Lin Chuan entered Qatar, powers from other nations had already quickly squeezed into this seemingly tranquil country.

In the outskirts of Doha, there was a villa with strict boundaries, guarded by sentries all around, and armed guards patrolling continuously around the house. The villa's walls were outfitted with electrified fences to prevent anyone from climbing over. What seemed like a villa was in fact an enclosure like a high-walled prison.

The men patrolling the entrance were dressed in camouflage, with yellow leather boots on their feet and rifles on their shoulders, their keen eyes vigilantly scanning the coming and going vehicles. This place was none other than the Fire Fox Organization's headquarters in the Middle East. Hidden here were more than 500 armed militants, not only loyal to Ghost but also the devoted protectors of Hamad. Ghost and Hamad had a good relationship, almost like brothers, and behind the scenes, Hamad had provided substantial help to the Fire Fox Organization, not only financially, but also politically as a form of protection.

Around noon, a black Land Cruiser bolted out from the interior, its formidable presence like an assassin in the desert. The vehicle charged straight ahead, carrying a man clad in a black robe with a black mask covering his face, concealing his true appearance. He was the leader of the Fire Fox Organization, Ghost. He had just received a message from Hamad, asking him to visit the palace, and coincidentally, Ghost also had matters to discuss with him.