Drake’s heart trembled, and he swiftly concealed himself out of sight. Camping out lately hadn’t even allowed him a clear glimpse of Persephone.

Meanwhile, Bianca’s relentless phone calls persisted.

“Dickinson, what are you up to all day? I asked you to take a child, not divine apples. Is it really that challenging?”

‘Damn it!’ Drake cursed silently. ‘Stealing those apples might indeed be easier!’

Despite his inner frustrations, he forced a smile. “Heh… Ms. Bianca, t-this isn’t a cakewalk! I’ve been keeping a close watch these days. Those bodyguards are all armed. I’ll get shot at if I rashly try to snatch the kid!”

“You’re worthless.” Bianca scoffed. “I’ve greased palms on my end, and you’re letting me down!”

Drake suppressed his anger and remained silent.

your presidential suite and a single cent! Go

a brutal shift. His time in Centrolis had spoiled him with city extravagances, nightlife, and the rich

a life beyond his wildest dreams from his days of hardship.

the phone. “Ms. Bianca, please

let out

“A little girl isn’t a big deal. I can manage

I hope you’re true

up, leaving Drake anxious and unsure of

things through. The child Bianca desired was from

similar upbringing? He could ask

thinking he was rather clever. This should resolve the issue, shouldn’t

made a

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