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Dylan sighed at that question and brusquely replied, "I don't give a damn who you are. I was only telling you that you're striking a very high paranoid note."The guy, Brandon glowered at Dylan before looking back at Allison. "And who's the bastard, Allison? Look at him even, – " He spoke and shot a look of revulsion at Dylan. "He's dressed so poorly like someone picked out of the trenches. And he dares insult me?"Allison exhaled wearily and said, "He's my friend, Brandon. Why can't you get it?!"Brandon delivered her a warning glare and reprimanded her, "Shut up, Allison! How dare you defend another man right in front of me?! Are you retard?! What would your mom say about this?!"Dylan cocked her head in bewilderment. He looked nonplussed at the scene in front of him. "I thought you said she's your future wife. If you want her then you must love her."Brandon fixed Dylan with an icy stare and he spoke through clenched teeth, "Shut the fuck up, you third wheel. You have no right to me
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It was evening already.Dylan stood in front of Clifford Corporation, looking around and remembering when he was the CEO. His days were mostly taken over by coming here every day for work's sake. He loved and missed the feeling of having something to do.The imposing structure of Clifford Corporation towered above the surrounding like a sleek, majestic titan. Its illuminated glass exterior reflected the lights of the bustling city below, giving it an almost ethereal appearance. The building stood tall and proud, with a sense of quiet confidence that seemed to radiate from every window and every corner.His father definitely didn't make the mistake of building such a perfect structure. Same as Apex Conglomerate.And soon, he was gonna have it all back.The time is already ticking for the fake owners of the company and he's gonna get his birthright back.Princess Mane arrived behind him and pulled him out of his trance by saying, "Looking at the building won't give you back the company.
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Alarmed, Princess Mane yelled at Dylan, "Go!"Dylan forcefully turned the steering wheel and sped down a narrow lane."Hurry and chase after them!" Someone yelled.The opponents had at least twenty-odd cars chasing after them. Under such circumstances, Dylan had no way of fighting back, not to mention the fact that he had an obligation to take care of Princess Mane even though she was assigned to guard him. CRACK!The side mirror of his car was knocked off by a nearby car that managed to get close.Then Princess Mane yelled, "Hit him! Swerve the car, pull the emergency brake, and hit him! Do you even know how to race?! Do you know how to hit a car?!""Okay, just shut up, Jessica! You're shouting in my ears!" Dylan snapped.Princess Mane let out a breath to calm herself. "Okay. Get off the seat, let me do it instead."Dylan knew he had to listen. He definitely wasn't good at racing and this is becoming a real-life version of the Fast and Furious unfolding in the streets of Melrovia."
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The feeling of a car crashing into a river from a large bridge at a height of thirty meters happens to be a magnificent sight.A loud noise sounded with a boom and the splashed water went up to a height of ten meters. It was no different from crashing into a concrete surface.The airbags were instantly deployed and Princess Mane fainted in a state of extreme shock.On the large bridge, a few passing cars stopped to check out what happened with a few people contacting the police as well. A man, who wore a cap and a mask came off from one of the dump trucks.He was Sean Clifford.Walking to the edge of the bridge, with terror mounting at every step, he took a few glances down into the water below before hurriedly speaking into his dedicated headset to give his orders, "Stand by the river in case they escape, divers, go check the car to see if they're dead and the rest on the ground, retreat and watch for cover. The authorities will be here soon."And after firing the orders in quick suc
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On the north side of the east river, Dylan crawled out of the water with Princess Mane in his arms, onto the sandy banks.Dylan quickly assessed Princess Mane's condition and saw that she wasn't breathing and had no pulse. He knew he had to act fast, so he began Cardiopulmonary Resuscitation.He started by placing the heel of his hand on the center of her chest and interlocking his fingers. With his arms straight and elbows locked, he pushed down on her chest, applying enough pressure to compress the chest about two inches deep.After 30 chest compressions, he tilted her head back and lifted her chin to open her airway. He pinched her nostrils shut and took a deep breath before placing his mouth over hers, forming a seal with his lips.He blew air into her lungs, watching her chest rise and fall, before repeating the process again as he saw she wasn't waking up. "Damn it! Please don't die on me, Jessica!" He lamented as he continued the cycle of 30 chest compressions and two breaths,
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Dwayne Clifford walked into the Melrovia Land and Property Agency the next day, feeling kinda nervous and unsure of what to expect. He approached the receptionist, a young woman with blonde hair and glasses, and cleared his throat."Excuse me, miss. I need to speak with someone urgently. Is there anyone available to see me?" he asked.The receptionist looked up from her computer and eyed him warily. "Do you have an appointment, sir?"Dwayne hesitated. "No, I'm afraid I don't. But it's a matter of utmost importance. You see, I'm the uncle of Dylan Clifford, the owner of Hillcrest Land. I need to speak with someone about his affairs."The receptionist frowned. "I'm sorry, sir, but without an appointment, I can't just let you waltz in and speak with someone. That's not how we do things here."Dwayne felt a knot forming in his stomach, getting aggravated by the receptionist's attitude. He knew he had to find a way in, or else he wouldn't be able to fulfill his mission. He decided to try a
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"So, Jessica told me about what happened to the both of you. She was going on and on about how you stole her first kiss?" Azure King began the conversation as they drank in the Sunset bar.Dylan let out a harsh breath. "Is that so? Your sister is something else."Azure King nodded in agreement with a small chuckle escaping him. "I know. Anyway, I should thank you for saving her life. My dad said he called you but I wanted to meet you personally."Dylan nodded in understanding. "Well, I did what I'm sure she would have done. In the end, she's a lady in need of a knight in shining armor."Azure King laughed. "Indeed. Do you know she likes you? At times, she wouldn't stop talking about you, didn't take time to notice."Dylan raised a brow at him and he blinked, "Oh. If given the chance, would she settle down, and become a mother or a wife instead of being one of the two chieftains of the underground world? Her life doesn't seem like it will settle if you get what I mean."Azure King shru
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Jay and one other moved a rosewood coffin out of the truck. As they placed it on the ground, it thudded loudly, shaking up a cloud of dust from the pavement. "Ah!" Stephanie gasped in utter shock, her eyes widened and the expression on her face grim.It was an extreme taboo to give a coffin as a gift in their culture.Stephanie's face drained of color and her body was trembling.Sean cackled and croaked pretentiously, "So tell me, do you like the gift? Just so you know, this coffin is made of high-quality rosewood. It's such a pity that Dylan, my dear cousin, had to die at such a young age. Such a pity that his life was filled with so many thorns. Getting insulted every day, oh, what a shame! But he shouldn't worry cause I will take care of his wife for him. Also, we bought this coffin from the generous bottom of our hearts. He was so poor so it's obvious he wouldn't have been able to buy himself a coffin, which is why we are all here with this gift and our condolences. I'm sorry for