"Damn it." Gordon hardened his jaw, squeezing the seat support firmly. "If only he'd been killed by a bear on that hunting trip, this kind of trouble would never have happened. That damn little bastard really made me lose control. I can't even work at all." "Calm down." Connor Vitzendle caught his
Gordon and Fabien nodded their heads, agreeing with Connor's words. Although their disgrace was known to Noah, but they still had great secrets to hide and of course it was more important than disgrace, even though the two were also related. Therefore, they could not lose to Noah. "But how?" Fabie
"But how?" Fabien squeezed his hands together on the table, looking at the two men in front of him. "We've already sent him a message to confront him nicely, but he's been ignoring us and not replying at all. Doesn't that mean he's beating the drums of war?" Connor exhaled. As the wisest of the tw
"But how?" Fabien squeezed his hands together on the table, looking at the two men in front of him. "We've already sent him a message to confront him nicely, but he's been ignoring us and not replying at all. Doesn't that mean he's beating the drums of war?" Connor exhaled. As the wisest of the tw
After all that Noah had been through these past few days, Noah wanted a break. He went to a small bar near the city park. He went inside and immediately approached the bartender's table who seemed to be busy mixing drinks. After the bartender behind the counter finished mixing the drink, he put it
"Wow, you're so geeky." The woman named Theresia noticed Noah's appearance from toe to toe while laughing amusedly. "You're so different. Why are you here?" She raised her hand to point at Noah. "This is not a suitable place for a geeky kid like you because your place is more suitable in a mall, lib
Noah took in his surroundings. He was currently disguised by wearing his usual clothes and his appearance had also changed slightly with his hair made contemporary with a two block haircut style. There were quite a few people in the small bar. Noah watched the people carefully, until the bartender
"But how?" Fabien squeezed his hands together on the table, looking at the two men in front of him. "We've already sent him a message to confront him nicely, but he's been ignoring us and not replying at all. Doesn't that mean he's beating the drums of war?" Connor exhaled. As the wisest of the tw