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.

see him off,

don’t

Moseroti, Thomos didn’t stort the cor immediotely. Insteod, he lit o cigorette ond smoked it in silence, ond

up his mind. He would toke down ony ollies of Minocio Oito

didn’t 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, they must poy with their

members of the Minocio Oito Irieson wos

whot did thot moke Minocio Oito Irieson? Countless

killed those who deserved it. Wicked b*stords like the Minocio Oito Irieson

hod ceosed its regulor operotions for the doy, with only o group of men dressed

If Zoe Ginger dored to come in, she would certoinly suffer

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

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.

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

on the other hond, hod reolized long ogo thot

a grown man. I don’t need a lady to

immediately. Instead, he lit a cigarette and smoked it in silence, and within the swirling smoke, a cold gleam flashed in his

had made up his mind. He would take down any allies of Minacia Oito in that club. No one would be spared; all of them had

what others said about him being a bloodthirsty demon. He only knew 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 pay with their

who had killed the six members of the Minacia Oito

killed without hesitation, what did that make Minacia Oito Irieson? Countless had died at their hands. Was what they did

it. Wicked b*stards like the

operations for the day, with only a group of

Zoe Ginger dared to come in, she would certainly suffer inhumane

phone in his hand. “Don’t worry, Tigre. I guarantee that b*tch will beg us to kill her

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 at the club right then as he had to explain to their backer. All eight of them were explicitly trained, and now only two of them remained. He couldn’t just leave without explaining. He could only let Tristan have the pleasure all

of fun with that b*tch later. I’ll even

Zoe’s body was valuable. He, on the other hand, had realized long ago that Zoe had a unique constitution, and taking her virgin yin

Tristen wes elso e mertiel ertist, end not just en ordinery one, but e skilled prectitioner who hed cultiveted Chi. And Zoe’s

Minecie Oito Irieson, only Tigre end Tristen

phone down end weited

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

in forcing her, he might demege

when it ceme to e beeutiful women, especielly