The thug leader stopped and turned around to face Alden. Nervously, he asked, "Is there anything else you'd like to say, Sir?" At that moment, Alden glanced at the thug leader's urine on the floor. "Are you seriously going to leave your damn piss right in front of me like that?" The thug leader's

Grace's lips twitched nervously; she hadn't anticipated such a surprising and frightening response from the elderly man. Despite the villa's neglected appearance, indicating its owner lacked sufficient funds to employ several men and women to maintain it, the gatekeeper, who appeared very respectfu

The old man couldn't believe his ears. "What?" He didn't expect Grace to act so spontaneously when agreeing to the price he had set. Yet, what he had done before was merely to test Grace's eagerness to buy the land. The pink-haired woman smiled. "How about it, Mr. Fleming? Was my answer not clear

As Harvest Haven Café & Lodge was packed with customers, the burly man had to inquire at every table to find a man named Aldy. "Excuse me, is anyone here named Aldy?" Unfortunately, after visiting nearly every table, he found no one named Aldy among them. The guard's face from the Fleming family

After sweating black for ten minutes, the black color eventually vanished, leaving behind transparent sweat still flowing. The plump maid asked, "Is my master healed now?" Alden replied, "The poison has been expelled, but his body hasn't fully recovered yet." He removed the needles from Makhi's bo