Chapter 335

Inside, Master Russell was lounging on a lavish couch, a large cigar dangling from his lips. The smoke curled lazily in the air around him as he took a deep drag, the tip glowing a fiery red. The man in the uniform approached and bowed low.

"Someone is here to see you, sir."

Russell didn't bother looking up. "Name?"

The man hesitated, stammering. "Huh, sorry, sir. I forgot to ask."

Russell's eyes flashed with irritation, and he shot the man a deadly stare. The guard quickly turned to leave, but Russell's voice stopped him.

“Wait. Is it a young-looking man?"

"Yes, sir."

Russell smirked. "Let him in."

He glanced up the stairs briefly, inhaling deeply before releasing a cloud of ash-laden smoke.

Gabriel's footsteps echoed loudly as he walked in, coming face to face with Russell.

"You must know me, Russell Walclaw," Gabriel began, his voice firm.

Russell looked him over with a grin. "Ah, boy. You look just like my typical adopted son, Oliver. I know you, Gabriel. To what do I owe this v
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