I’m Someone Else

An hour later, Thomas was done brewing the medicine. He filled the thermos up with it and said he was going out.

Chloe asked, “Where are you going, Thomas?”

“I’m seeing a friend. She’s sick, so I made some meds for her.”

“I see.” Chloe nodded.

Thomas made his way to Northpine Villa. Leaving Olivia alone at that villa was really worrying, especially since she had just healed. He was wondering when he should let her take over things at Keyshire Property. Now that he had crippled the young master of the Pearson Family, they would certainly come after him. Besides, there were a lot of people who wanted to hurt Olivia—the Hinds and the Xalmars, for example. Looks like I’ll have to be with her 24/7 for a while. I can’t let anyone hurt her.

A few men were having lunch in a five-star hotel in the center of the city, and it was a luxurious lunch.

A man with an ugly scar on his face hissed, “How can this happen, boss? It’s been days, but we still have no idea who the killer is.”

“Maybe the bounty isn’t alluring enough? But there’s no way. We promised seventy-five million.”

A pudgy man took a swig of his wine and suggested, “I think we should up the ante.”

Three of their friends were dead, and all had their heads cut off. The killer was obviously the same person. If they failed to find out who killed their friends, there was no way they could face them in the other world, but more importantly, the killer might come after them as well. If they couldn’t find out who did this, then they would have to live their lives worrying if they would be killed.

The main seat at the table was taken up by a man in a tank top, and he had a tattoo of a tiger on his body. This man was the leader of Minacia Oito—Tigre. He was the one who set up the bounty for the killer, and he narrowed his eyes. “Do you guys have any suspects?”

“Um…”

“Uh…”

tried their best to come up with a

do you

no idea. We have a ton of enemies running around in

of killing them. Maybe they worked together?

can’t actually kill those people just to avenge the dead. We’re not

about you, then? What do

a gentleman was summoned. He was in an Armani suit, and those who didn’t know better would think this man came from a rich family. This man was unlike most of the Minacia Oito. He was their

Everyone shook their heads.

“Not me.”

“Me neither.”

“What about you, boss?”

his head in

sighed.

and realization struck him. “So,

of photos and tossed them to Tigre. The photos showed Johnson and his men standing in front of Twilight Bar. Johnson was the seventh member of the group, and he was

what happened after that. Problem is, Johnson was a pervert. The reason he went

waited for Tristan to continue. He took a deep breath and said, “So I’m sure Johnson died in Twilight Bar.” That was why he was the tactician.

place, and there’s no one

was only one person against Johnson and his

“What?”

“Impossible!”