Chapter 273

In the depths of a subterranean pool in Beaconsfield, a man emerged from the water, droplets cascading from his chin, tracing the muscled contours of his chest, before reaching the enigmatic zone at his waist.

His broad shoulders tapered to a narrow waist, the sculpted lines of his abdomen alluring in

their definition.

A butler, immaculate in white gloves, hurried over, bowing respectfully, extending a plush towel to the man. Taking the towel, the man began to dry his hair with a swift motion.

Someone had been waiting for him, and upon his emergence, quickly stood up, “King, things. with the Haywood family are wrapping up fast. Max’s crew isn’t pulling punches, and with our involvement, they won’t last much longer.”

The man called King chuckled but remained silent.

The report continued, “But Miss Brielle’s been hospitalized. The Haywood family are really bold, stirring trouble at a time like this. Should we keep our hands in the game?”

Wrapping the towel around his waist, King strode forward, “How bad is she hurt? Who’s behind it?”

and it’s tied to the

accepting a glass of red wine from the butler, his eyes narrowing thoughtfully. “Max will act. Whether it’s the Haywood family or Kingston Enterprises,

Miss Brielle might…”

took a sip of wine, his gaze drifting to the brightly lit distance, his

let alone sharing one’s happiness and grief with another. This was even more challenging when that person was Max.

in his glass, a sly smile creeping across his lips, “When the time

sent weren’t to her liking. It’s time to try something

fingers twirled the stem of the glass, a sharp glint flitting across his eyes, then vanishing as

felt a shiver run down their

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rushing to cast his net. Instead, he watched with a detached

was he waiting for?

chair, King set his wine glass aside, donned an impeccable suit, and accepted a mask from the butler before heading to the underground

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