Thomas sat on the balcony of his mansion in the heart of Mildenbrough. He had just spoken to Clara on the phone. Now he put his phone on the round glass table next to him."Women are a nuisance. They're the same everywhere," he said.What he said was related to his conversation with Clara earlier, especially about his promise to Clara to release an S-class prisoner from Iron Stone prison. That was the condition Clara gave so that the secret agent would be willing to help him frame Scott."Just do your job until it's finished, Bitch. I'll take care of the rest," Thomas said, picking up a glass of whiskey and taking a sip.Thomas and Clara were old friends. They had also had a physical relationship for a few months, before Clara's husband at the time sniffed it out and they broke up.This was the man Clara asked to be released, even though he was serving a prison sentence for a series of murders he committed over a ten-year period, including when he was already Clara's husband.The fact
Scott squinted, looking at Clara intently. Was this woman really serious about what she was saying, or was she just bluffing?"I don't know what you're thinking right now, but if you think you can control me, you're wrong. You better stop acting up before I lose my mind," Scott said.Was Clara intimidated? Not at all. She even smiled and raised her left hand. In her left hand was a small black electronic device with a large round button on it."I could detonate the bomb now. Just click and... boom. You sure you want to see your fancy car destroyed?" Clara said.Scott squinted his eyes again, this time while tilting his head slightly.'This woman is really looking for trouble. But if what she said is true, Luisa is very likely to be affected. I can't take the risk,' he thought.So Scott turned his body so that he was facing Clara again. Clara smiled. She lowered her left hand again."Get in," she said, pressing a button on the car dashboard, and the left front door opened.Scott sighed
Scott was shocked by what Clara did. He was so surprised that he was silent for a fraction of a second. Only then did he push Clara's body away and release her grip.Unfortunately, Scott was too late. Luisa quickly left, returning to Scott's black McLaren."Luisa," Scott muttered, looking at his wife anxiously.Then he looked at Clara again, finding the woman smiling slyly."I told you she could wait," she said.Scott's blood boiled. His face flushed red, and he snorted. If Clara wasn't a woman, he would have punched her and knocked her teeth out right now.So what did Scott do?He moved away from Clara's body, opened the car door, and got out.Scott didn't bother closing the car door again. He ran towards his car.Upon reaching his car, Scott found that Luisa had locked all the doors. Behind the dark window, Scott saw his wife looking at him angrily."Open the door, Luisa. You're misunderstanding. What just happened wasn't what you thought," Scott said, placing his hand on the window
Scott, of course, heard clearly what Mr. Lombard said. But, it was so shocking that his brain automatically rejected it."Right now, people on the internet are busy responding to a video that's circulating. In the video, you're seen in a car, seemingly trying to force a woman to have sex with you," Mr. Lombard said.Scott's eyes widened. He snorted."Are you sure the person in the video is me, Mr. Lombard?" Scott asked."At first, I doubted it, Mr. Scott. But after watching the video several times, I can't deny that the man's face and physique remind me of you. Even if that man isn't you, you two are very identical. That's the impression I got," Lombard explained.Scott took a deep breath. He tried to control his heartbeat that was starting to race."I suspect the video is edited, Mr. Scott. I believe you wouldn't do something like that," Lombard quickly asserted his bias.Scott's heartbeat had returned to normal. Slowly, he unclenched his fist."Right now, that video is widely spread
"We meet again," Scott said, stepping out.In front of him, Clara stared at him with a tense face. The two soldiers who were Zach's men tried to get up. While coughing, they gave a respectful salute to Scott.Noticing this, Clara said, "So my guess was right, huh? You're the one who sent these two soldiers. Are you a soldier too, Scott?""If I am, why? Are you scared? Is that why you're looking at me like that?" Scott said coldly.Clara smirked. "Me scared? Of you? Don't be ridiculous," she said, chuckling.Even though Scott's figure looked dangerous this time—far from when they met in the elevator and in his car earlier—Clara didn't feel Scott was superior to her.After all, she was an experienced secret agent, an S-class spy with a wealth of skills and abilities that allowed her to win any fight or duel with anyone.The two soldiers who were Zach's men earlier, for example, were like two ants in her eyes that she could kill in an instant if she wanted to."So, what are you looking f
Clara couldn't understand what had just happened. Now she was lying face down. Her stomach ached and burned. When she tried to get up, she vomited blood."You lost. Now tell me, who told you to set me up? What's your real goal?"The one asking was Scott. Clara raised her face, finding Scott walking calmly towards her. From his clenched right hand, smoke was visible. A kind of smoke."Ugh..."Clara was about to say something, but she coughed. Blood came out of her mouth again.From what was visible, it could be guessed that Scott's attack earlier had damaged Clara's internal organs.Scott realized that Clara was having trouble answering his question because of her internal injuries. He stopped walking. He gave Clara ample time to get up.Clara was not herself now. Her complexion was pale, and her eyes were dull."I'll heal your internal injuries. But before that, admit that you've lost. You can still nod, right?"Clara looked at Scott with questioning eyes. She had always considered he
Thomas had just returned to his mansion, taking off his long black robe, when his phone rang.He checked it and furrowed his brow, finding Joe, his aide and confidant at the Mildenbrough police station, calling him.Joe wouldn't dare call him unless there was something extremely important he wanted to convey.While hanging his robe on the hanger near the bedroom door, Thomas picked up the phone."What's the problem there that you're bothering me?" Thomas asked curtly.[I'm sorry, Commander, but this is an emergency. Someone came to the police station and suddenly caused a commotion. Dozens of police officers were knocked out by him. He also damaged several desks and doors. Now he's in control here.]Thomas approached the bed and sat on the edge of it. Wrinkles appeared on his forehead."Who is he?"[The guy we arrested and interrogated yesterday, Commander.]Thomas narrowed his eyes. The figure of Scott immediately came to mind. Only he could possibly do what Joe had described earlier
Thomas's eyes widened as he entered the police station. Desks and cabinets were broken. His men were lying face down, either unconscious or dead.His anger rose. He snorted loudly like a dragon.He then called Joe. Joe's answer could be heard from the next room. Thomas went there and found that the door to the room had been kicked in. He took out his pistol and cocked it.Bang!The second Thomas entered the room, a gunshot could be heard. A moment later, someone was thrown against the wall. It was Joe.Thomas's eyes widened further. He turned to face him, finding Scott standing tall with his fists clenched. Slowly, he looked back at Thomas."Hello, Commander. We meet again," Scott said, raising one eyebrow and smiling mockingly at Thomas.Thomas snorted like before. "What the hell do you want, you son-of-a-bitch?!""What do I want? Well, I think you already know that. You're the one who sent that woman to watch over me, aren't you?" Scott replied."Then what?" Thomas challenged, raisi