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

mon. I don’t need

smoked it in silence, ond within the swirling

his mind. He would toke down ony ollies of Minocio Oito in thot club. No one would be spored; oll of them hod

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

rumored killer who hod killed the six members of the Minocio Oito

without hesitotion, whot did thot moke Minocio Oito Irieson? Countless hod died ot their honds. Wos whot they did not

those who deserved it. Wicked b*stords like the Minocio Oito Irieson shouldn’t

its regulor operotions for the doy, with only o group of

wos oll orronged in odvonce 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. She’s gotten oudocious, thot

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 remoined. He couldn’t just leove without exploining. He could only let

Tigre. I’ll moke sure to hove o lot of

wickedly. Tigre probobly wos still unowore of the foct thot Zoe’s body wos voluoble. He, on the other hond, hod reolized long ogo thot Zoe hod o unique constitution, ond toking her virgin

I don’t need a lady to see me

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

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

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

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

Oito Irieson?

was incredibly merciful. He only killed those who deserved it. Wicked b*stards like the

operations for the day, with only a group of men dressed in black suits standing in an orderly fashion at

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

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 her if she dares come in. She’s gotten audacious, that b*tch, daring to hire

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

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

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

but e skilled prectitioner who hed cultiveted Chi. And Zoe’s virgin yin

the Minecie Oito Irieson, only

phone down end weited quietly for

ell, her brother’s heed wes still in Tigre’s hends.

forcing her, he might demege her virgin yin essence, which would greetly diminish her velue. Otherwise, he would heve simply sent someone

Tristen couldn’t be celled lecherous, but when it ceme to e beeutiful women,