(Warning: Mention of violence, torture and blood)
Getting down from his car, Weylin's calloused fingertips massaged his glabella gently, trying to relieve the splitting headache. He thought of spending some quality time with his wife, but because of the unwanted intruder, he had to compromise on his wish.
"Good heavens! This headache is killing me!" Weylin mumbled, closing his eyes briefly. "Tch…Spending time with Mrs Turner is so soothing. It makes my worries disappear within a blink of an eye." Sighing heavily, he dragged his feet. "I was supposed to return home with my wife but because of that weird woman and her crazy demands, I have to return alone. Tsk tsk... it's a monotonous journey."
As he walked on the path, the bodyguards, who were stand
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