Xavier drove his car fast on the highway. His sharp eyes fixed ahead, he no longer hesitated to run the red light and pass between two adjacent cars."We found his location, confirm if he is indeed our target or not," a man said through the airpod in Xavier's ear."Send the image to my cell phone," Xavier ordered as he pulled out his cell phone."We're sending you a live CCTV feed of where he is. Make sure he's a target or not," the man communicating with Xavier replied."Yes," Xavier replied.Shortly thereafter, a video call came to Xavier's cell phone. When it arrived, it showed a picture of Nate sitting on a bench under a tree. Nate seemed to be enjoying his cigar alone while staring off into the distance. Xavier immediately grinned at the sight."As usual, he was stupid enough to come alone to a meeting with me," Xavier thought."Yes. This is your target. Knock him out or shoot him if he resists, but try not to kill him instantly because I'll finish him off myself!" Xavier said."
"Are you blind? Look at the dust!" snapped the middle-aged woman named Liene. Her index finger seemed to point to a corner of the house wall. In front of her, a young man bent down to clean the corner."Sorry, ma'am, but that's the pattern of the granite," replied the young man named Nate Evander."What a useless son-in-law! When I tell you to clean it, clean it quickly!" snapped Liene as she kicked Nate in the butt as he bent down to look at the corner of the wall. Nate's head hit the wall."You suck! My pet dog is more useful than you," Liene grumbled as she left Nate stroking his head."Hmm..." Nate just let out a deep sigh as he sat on the floor.Other janitors seemed to pass by his in-laws' house regardless of his presence. As a son-in-law of the Damian Lucius family, he should be respected like his other children and in-laws."Nate!" shouted a teenager who had just entered the room. The teenager seemed to be wearing the clothes of Vienna International High School, the most elite
Nate walked slowly into Mark Lucius' luxurious mansion. He passed several of Mark's family maids on his way to the room where Wien was. They all immediately turned away when he looked at them."Where is Mrs. Wien?" Nate asked one of the maids who was cleaning a vase of flowers. But the woman remained silent, not answering Nate's question."This time they must have asked the servants not to respond to my words," Nate thought with a deep sigh.Nate was forced to wander around Mark's house in search of Wien's whereabouts. From the first floor to the third, he found no sign of her after checking every room there. Nate then went to the fourth floor of Mark's house.There, Wien appeared on the balcony, accompanied by a male servant who brought her a drink. The male servant left immediately when Nate approached the balcony. Wien immediately turned to the side and gave Nate a sharp look."Who told you to come here?" Wien snapped as she glared at Nate."But there was a servant who asked me to
"She told you I was her future husband," Dominic replied with a grin."What do you mean, Sicilia!" snapped Nate, his face flushed with anger."I mean it's obvious you're no longer my husband! Poor scum like you didn't deserve to be my husband in the first place!" said Sicilia."You're a piece of trash yourself! You bitch!" yelled Nate as he tried to remove rope in his hand."Watch your mouth!" snapped the guard as he smashed Nate's left cheek with his fist.Nate tumbled to the right side along with his chair. Blood began to flow from the corners of Nate's lips from the force of the guard's blow. But Nate ignored the pain in his cheek. His angry eyes continued to glare at Sicilia and Dominic."You are more despicable than I am, Sicilia. If you think I'm trash, then you shouldn't have wanted me to touch you since we got married," Nate said."Hahaha," Sicilia laughed at Nate's words.Dominic also grinned at Sicilia's reaction. This made Nate stare at Sicilia as if confused as to why she
Nate was moved to get into the car. But his eyes didn't blink, they kept staring at the Lucius family. Nate did not close his eyes until the police car had left the courtyard of the Lucius family's luxurious home.Along the way, Nate was asked many questions by the police about his actions in killing one of the Lucius family servants. But Nate still denies the charges against him because he did not kill anyone.Nate was interrogated for several hours before being taken to a special prison cell that was very small. His hands and feet were shackled. The room was very dark and claustrophobic because there was not enough ventilation."If it has to be like this in the end. Then I will never accept your helping hand," Nate muttered as he imagined the figure of Lucius.Soon a policeman entered the cell. Nate's eyes began to follow every movement of the police. A flashlight shone brightly in Nate's face. Suddenly, Nate's eyes narrowed slightly from the glare of the light."You're tough enough
"Nate Evander! Come out!" a guard yelled after opening Nate's prison door this morning."About time," Nate thought as he took a deep breath and closed his eyes for a moment.Nate stood undaunted at the prison door. Nate's hair, mustache, and beard had grown longer than when he first entered the prison. The handcuffs on Nate's hands and feet were removed and he was led to a car by heavily armed police.The police car soon sped down the highway on its way to the courthouse. Today was the judge's hearing to determine Nate's sentence. It was also Nate's last chance to prove his innocence in court."How long have I been in prison?" Nate asked the officer sitting next to him."A little over two months," the cop replied coldly. His hand didn't seem to leave his gun."I see," Nate muttered as he stared down the street through the windshield."Money really can buy anything, even justice," Nate said.Hearing Nate's words, the police in the car glared at Nate. However, they did not take any acti
Inside the prison, there was a tall, bulky man. His eyes were fixed on Nate, who had just entered. The white-skinned man seemed to stare at Nate from head to toe. The man then grinned happily as he continued to stare at Nate."Brown skin, a well-built body, and a lovely gaze. You're my type," the seated man said."I don't know what you're talking about. But if you are indeed my friend in this prison, then at least introduce yourself," said Nate, who was still standing."You seem to have never felt the bitterness of life to dare behave like this to me," said the man who had been sitting and staring at Nate.There were loud cheers and whistles from the other cells as the other inmates saw the man standing. His body was noticeably more muscular and larger than Nate's, but Nate remained calm, not looking away."I'm Boars. Tell me your name," the man standing in front of Nate said."I'm Nate," Nate replied briefly."What did you do wrong to be brought to this prison?" asked Boars, taking o
"What are they doing here," Nate thought to himself as he stood up."Do they think they can torture me in here?" Nate muttered as he stared out of his jail room."Get all the troops ready in the field. We'll meet them when they come!" Nate ordered."Yes, sir!" the men near Nate replied. They immediately ran out of the prison to gather all the Dark Crimson members.Nate himself immediately went out into the field to wait for all his men to arrive. It seemed that the other members of the group immediately stepped aside when they saw Nate's arrival. Soon, hundreds of people rushed towards Nate. Their faces all looked fierce, as if they were bloodthirsty."Which group are we going to take over, sir?" asked the largest of Nate's men."We will not attack any group. We're just going to wait for our guests to come and attack us," Nate replied as he sat down on a bench."You sit comfortably while you wait!" Nate ordered as he told his other men to bring food and drink.Nate's men looked at eac