Chapter 133.

They slumped to the floor, and Marcus coldly cleaned his gun, the metal glinting against their lifeless bodies. "Clear the bodies and dump them at the T-junction," he ordered, his voice devoid of emotion.

Katherine nodded silently and exited the room, leaving Marcus to his thoughts. He headed to the bathroom. As he bathed, he couldn't shake off the anger and betrayal that consumed him.

He emerged from the bathroom, a belt in hand, and began to wipe himself down with a mixture of anger and frustration.

"How dare you dine with enemies?" he yelled, hitting himself in disgust. He hated the fact that he had been so blind, so unaware that Don and his father were part of the very people who had destroyed T-Force.

Now, he couldn't help but wonder if the old man was still alive, a question that gnawed at his conscience.

The next morning, the news spread like wildfire: Don and his son were dead, a shocking turn of events that sent shockwaves through the city. Tycoon Lord's eyes narrowed as he