“Please, don’t!”

Thomas clung to the last shred of hope he had as he charged into the bathrooms.

No one was around!

Sh*t! I was too late.

A sense of despair rose in him. It seemed like he had been right. Those people had returned and taken Olivia away. Since they were capable of shooting at them while on the road, that meant she was in danger in their hands.

“Damn it!” At that thought, anger surged in him and he punched the door.

Immediately, the sturdy metal door had a dent. It was clear just how angry he was.

He took a few deep breaths to calm himself down as he searched hard through his memory for the number plate of the Cadillacs. “IA35888.”

Years of military experience had forced him to develop the habit of memorizing everything that he saw. Evidently, that habit had come in handy as he was able to recall the vehicle registration number of one of the Cadillacs.

“Hey,” he barked out as he called William.

“What is it, Thomas?” William was currently enjoying his dinner.

“Look up a license plate number for me, Will. Be quick!”

he did not ask for more information and swiftly left his dinner behind to pull out a pen and paper from his desk. He then jotted down the license plate

contacted his father and asked him for help tracing the location of the Cadillac. However, the government servants had all clocked off. That meant it would take at least ten minutes

not be too

dinner anymore. Instead,

Ding!

minutes later, he received a message that he swiftly forwarded to

He was smoking while waiting on the couch

read the message, particularly when he reached the section that stated the Cadillac was a car reserved

was puzzled. What did

the reason is, if they lay a single hand on

room with his phone in his hand, a spine-chilling look flashed in his eyes. He grabbed a paring knife and charged out of the apartment toward

shown so much concern for him in that short time. When he faced financial troubles, she helped him out and even gave him a well-paid job. This was especially evident tonight as she showed just how much she

tried to hurt his friends had better be prepared to

gunshot wound. He was the King of Marksmen. How could he be wounded by mere

GPS. The entire building was empty by now. It was pitch black with only lights on inside the security room on the

security room and easily took the two security guards out. He then held the knife against the older-looking security guard’s neck

went through,” the security

he had just bought when this demon barged into the room. The demon did not say a single word before beating them up. What on

warning you, have Olivia escorted to your company office right now. If she’s hurt at all, your entire family is doomed! Remember, my patience is finite. You only have thirty

guards in the room held their breaths in fear when they heard that. Who was Thomas?

city. It was not an

and casually lit up a cigarette. With his knife in

Tick. Tock.

later. One final

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