I’m Someone Else

“Alright!” Jake nodded, his eyes shining with excitement. I can’t believe you made two families work together just to take you down, Thomas. You’re done for. Even the Pearsons want you dead. You said you’ll protect the Pearsons, didn’t you? Guess what? They don’t need it!

Jake left, leaving Blake alone with his wine. He had no son of his own, so he loved Drake like he was his own son. He had never even reprimanded him, and yet that blasted Thomas killed Drake like he was a dog. That was unacceptable. If he didn’t kill Thomas, he would never be able to face Drake in the afterlife.

The alcohol kicked in, and Blake cried. “Why… Why did you leave us, Drake? I didn’t even get to see you get married.” A while later, he stopped crying and went upstairs, holding a photo of Thomas. He plopped down on the couch, seeming to be waiting for something.

A masked man in black appeared before him seemingly out of nowhere, then he went down on one knee. “I have arrived, sir.”

Blake handed him the photo. “You saw the file. Now go and kill him. If he lives, then you die. And kill Olivia too. I will brook no mistakes, do you understand? Both of them must die.” Blake’s face was contorted with rage. That was his plan. First, he would use the Pearsons’ fighters to kill Thomas, then his own men would kill Olivia in the confusion of the battle. That’s going to drag all of them into hell. It was a good plan in Blake’s eyes. Two birds with one stone, so to speak, and he was confident about it being a success.

“On our lives, we swear we will carry out this mission successfully,” the man swore and left.

The masked men and his team were the trump card Blake was going to use. The fact that the masked man managed to pass through all the villa’s defenses and appear without a sound was a testament to his strength.

of

man in a

plunged our family into fear. His crime is too heavy to be pardoned. Kill him and bring

with the Hinds? Has hell frozen over? I thought we were enemies, so why are we working together? Gah, it’s

killers from both families arrived at Northpine Villa No. 66. They came in

target? Thomas. All they had to do now was wait. This

was met with the aroma of food. “Something smells nice.

Olivia cooking, much to his shock. What? The young miss of the Pearson Family and the

she didn’t think Thomas would wake up early either. Guess I’ll have to wake up

that down. You just healed up, so leave

from helping. I’m not a fragile thing. I’m fine now, and