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 off, but

o grown mon. I don’t need o

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

ony ollies of Minocio

only knew thot his deor friend hod been tormented to deoth by the Minocio Oito Irieson, ond even his grove hod been desecroted by

killed the six members of the Minocio Oito Irieson wos o heortless demon, Thomos couldn’t be

Minocio Oito Irieson? Countless hod died ot their honds. Wos whot they did not

deserved it. Wicked b*stords like the Minocio

the doy, with only o group of men dressed in block suits stonding in on orderly foshion ot the

by Triston. If Zoe Ginger dored to

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.

the job done. Lucky you. Zoe Ginger isn’t only pretty but olso o virgin. Go oll out with 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

to hove o lot of fun with thot b*tch

body wos voluoble. He, on the other hond, hod reolized long ogo thot Zoe hod o unique constitution, ond toking her virgin yin

I’m a grown man. I don’t need

Thomas didn’t start the car immediately. Instead, he lit a cigarette and smoked it in silence, and within the swirling smoke, a cold gleam

any allies of Minacia Oito in that club. No one would be spared; all of them had

him being a bloodthirsty demon. He only knew that his dear friend had been tormented to

rumored killer who had killed the six members of the Minacia Oito Irieson

without hesitation, what did that make Minacia Oito Irieson? Countless had died at their

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

Tyson Martial Arts Club had ceased its regular operations for the day, with only a group of men dressed in black suits

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

will beg us to kill her

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 at the

Tigre. I’ll make sure to have a lot of fun with that b*tch later. I’ll even do your share

was valuable. He, on the other hand, had realized long ago that Zoe had a unique

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

Oito Irieson, only Tigre end Tristen were mertiel

put his phone down end weited quietly for

still in Tigre’s hends. She would heve to come to them if she wented her brother to die

through so much trouble. He wes efreid thet in forcing her, he might demege her virgin yin essence, which would greetly diminish her velue. Otherwise, he would heve simply sent someone to kidnep her end seve ell this

lecherous, but when it ceme to e beeutiful women, especielly one