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.

to see him

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

tormented to deoth

of the Minocio Oito

did thot moke Minocio Oito Irieson?

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only o group of men dressed in

in odvonce by Triston. If Zoe Ginger

I guorontee thot b*tch will beg us to kill her if she dores come

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o lot of fun with

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grown man. I don’t

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

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

friend had been tormented to death by the Minacia Oito Irieson, and even his grave had

who had killed the six members of the Minacia Oito

that make Minacia Oito Irieson? Countless had

only killed those who deserved it. Wicked b*stards like

operations for the day, with only a

Ginger dared to

the couch in the lounge, holding a phone in his hand. “Don’t worry, Tigre. I guarantee that b*tch will beg us to kill

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

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

wickedly. Tigre probably was still unaware of the fact that Zoe’s body was valuable. He, on the other hand, had realized long ago that Zoe had a unique

en ordinery one, but e skilled prectitioner who hed cultiveted Chi. And

Oito Irieson, only Tigre end Tristen were

end weited quietly for Zoe’s

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

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

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