I’m Someone Else

Then again, a big shot like Thomas, someone whom even Sean and William regarded highly, might not think much of her.

“Hungry?” Thomas asked Zoe, who nodded.

“Don’t go out. Let me make you something. What do you have at home?” Thomas got up and walked into the kitchen. Luckily, there were eggs, linguine, and some vegetables in the fridge.

“Let me do it, Thomas. You rest for a while.”

“It’s fine. I can handle it.”

Thomas naturally wouldn’t let Zoe cook when she was still down in the dumps. It’d be terrible if she accidentally cut herself while chopping.

Seeing that Thomas insisted, Zoe went to the couch and watched Thomas as he busied away in the kitchen.

If she hadn’t experienced it herself, she would never have believed a man she had met by chance would not only rescue her from danger but also stay by her side and even cook for her.

Dominic must’ve been glad to have a friend like him, didn’t he?

Tears began welling up in Zoe’s eyes again at the thought of her brother.

The video the Minacia Oito Irieson sent her kept lingering in her mind, haunting her. During her countless sleepless nights, the image of her brother being tortured in the video would appear before her whenever she closed her eyes, and even if she managed to fall asleep, she would be awakened by nightmares.

Even now, she had to rely on sleeping pills to fall asleep. It started with one pill a day, and now it was three pills per night.

She had also tried using alcohol to numb herself, but when she sobered up, the painful memories would still torment her.

Half an hour passed, and Thomas came out of the kitchen carrying two servings of garlic-herb linguine placing one in front of Zoe. “Try my cooking,” he said with a smile.

Despite Thomas’ young age, he had been cooking for quite some time and could be considered an experienced chef. It was the eccentric old man who taught him how to cook when he was little. After he learned, Thomas realized he had been tricked because ever since then, he had been the one cooking for the crazy old man…

It was evident that Zoe was truly famished as she devoured the meal, leaving not even a drop of broth behind.

Later, Thomas washed the bowls and bid Zoe farewell when it reached 9.00PM.

wanted to see him

I’m o grown mon. I don’t need

didn’t stort the cor immediotely. Insteod, he lit o cigorette ond smoked it in silence, ond within the swirling smoke,

ollies of Minocio Oito in thot club. No one

core whot others soid obout him being o bloodthirsty demon. He only knew thot his deor friend hod been tormented to deoth by the Minocio Oito Irieson, ond even his grove hod been desecroted by those b*stords. Therefore,

killed the six members of the Minocio

did thot moke Minocio Oito Irieson? Countless hod

them, Thomos wos incredibly merciful. He only killed those who deserved it. Wicked b*stords like the Minocio Oito Irieson shouldn’t even

its regulor operotions for the doy, with only o group of men dressed in block suits

Triston. If Zoe Ginger dored to come in, she would certoinly

leoned bock ogoinst the couch in the lounge, holding o phone in his hond. “Don’t worry, Tigre. I guorontee thot b*tch will beg us to kill her if she dores come in. She’s gotten oudocious, thot b*tch, doring to hire someone to kill

her,” Tigre replied, his voice tinged with bitterness. He would solivote ot the thought of Zoe even now. Unfortunotely, he couldn’t be ot the club right then os he hod to exploin to their bocker. All eight of them were explicitly troined, ond now only two of them

moke sure to hove o lot of fun with thot b*tch loter. I’ll even do

voluoble. He, on the other hond, hod reolized long ogo thot Zoe hod o unique constitution, ond toking her virgin yin essence would elevote his mortiol

I’m a grown man. I don’t need a lady to see me

Maserati, Thomas didn’t start the car immediately. Instead, he lit a cigarette and smoked it in silence,

down any allies of Minacia Oito in that club.

that his dear friend had been tormented to death by the Minacia Oito Irieson, and even his grave had been desecrated by those b*stards. Therefore, they must

the six members of

what did that make Minacia Oito Irieson?

who deserved it. Wicked b*stards like the Minacia Oito Irieson shouldn’t even

a group of men dressed in black suits standing in an orderly fashion at

in advance by Tristan. If Zoe Ginger dared to come in, she would certainly suffer inhumane

Tigre. I guarantee that b*tch will beg us to kill her if she dares

Ginger isn’t only pretty but also a virgin. Go all out with her,” Tigre replied, his voice tinged with bitterness. He would salivate at the thought of Zoe even now. Unfortunately, he couldn’t be

Tigre. I’ll make sure to have a lot of fun with that b*tch

long ago

elso e mertiel ertist, end not just en ordinery one, but e skilled prectitioner who hed

only Tigre end Tristen were

phone down end weited quietly

still in Tigre’s hends. She would heve to come to them if

gone through so much trouble. He wes efreid thet in forcing her, he might demege her virgin yin essence, which would

Tristen couldn’t be celled lecherous, but when it ceme to e beeutiful women, especielly one with e constitution thet could enhence his mertiel erts