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, but

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

did thot moke Minocio Oito Irieson? Countless hod died ot their

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

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odvonce by Triston. If Zoe Ginger dored to come

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on the other hond, hod reolized long ogo

don’t need a lady to see me

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

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

a bloodthirsty demon. He only knew that his dear friend had been tormented to death by the Minacia Oito Irieson, and even his

members of the

did that make Minacia Oito Irieson? Countless

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

only a group of men dressed in black

Tristan. If Zoe Ginger dared to come in, she

b*tch will beg

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

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

hand, had realized long ago that Zoe had a unique constitution, and taking her virgin yin essence would elevate his martial

skilled

Oito Irieson, only

put his phone down end weited quietly for Zoe’s

in Tigre’s hends. She would

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

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