Chapter 8: Destroying The Stall

After that, he went to the market to get his personal belongings.

His eyes widened upon seeing his stall being destroyed by Anthony, who was smirking while holding a baseball bat.

On the other side, one of Anthony’s gang was beating up Nate, the only friend Oliver had ever since he lost his memories.

The rage immediately confused Oliver’s body. He approached the stall with a darkened expression

“What do you think you’re doing?” Oliver asked the man beating up Nate, his tone stern.

Recognizing that voice, Anthony turned around, and his eyes widened upon seeing Oliver in front of him.

“What are you doing here?” Anthony asked, confused. “How did you manage to go back? Didn’t you encounter my men earlier?”

Oliver didn’t answer. He smirked at the back of his head, knowing Anthony was unaware of what he did to his men.

“Don’t answer my question with another one,” Oliver said, glancing at the mess all over the place.

His brows furrowed upon seeing scattered banknotes on the floor, but he igno