“Someone’s here,” stated Quinton.

Derek was still switching on his computer since he was about to carry on with his work. Not taking Quinton’s words seriously, he replied, “It could be the security guards who are keeping watch at night.”

However, Quinton’s professional instinct told him that the people outside weren’t security guards.

Security guards wouldn’t walk so carefully.

He quietly got up and burrowed himself into a corner without making a sound, cautiously blending in with the night, like a cat lurking in the dark.

Then, the lights were silently switched off.

Even Derek noticed that something was strange.

He figured that Sandra would certainly lay a hand on him these days. Is she going to do so in the office building? Isn’t this a little too bold of her?

Upon that thought, Derek stood up as well. To his surprise, the door to his office was suddenly banged open before three burly men barged in from the outside; all of them had scars on their faces and were holding machetes.

Derek’s heart skipped a beat, but he put up a brave front by yelling, “Who are you guys?!”

 

He knew that these men came for him. As expected, Sandra made a move.

The strong desire to survive caused Derek’s physical strength and reflexes to reach their peak. He subconsciously picked up the chair on the floor to fight off the machete-wielding men, yelling, “What are you waiting for? Save me!”

 

Unfortunately, Quinton had disappeared without a trace amid the chaos.

As expected, this guy isn’t reliable at all!

These burly men had come well-prepared; their attacks were ruthless and by no means sloppy, for they never spoke from the moment they showed up until the moment they struck. One could tell at a glance from their expressionless faces and the chillingly frosty looks in their eyes that they were a bunch of desperadoes.

to the front of the French window that

Technology’s office building was very tall and good-looking. It had a unique architecture, for several floors at the

had complained more than once that their office building looked like a cock, with Derek’s office

just now, creating a hole where cold air gusted through from a high altitude. As a result, the temperature in the office dropped drastically to below

resigned to this! I’m about to realize my ambition, and my ideal life is about to come true. My wonderful life has just started, so

with the three machete-wielding men closing in on him, he would either be

to resign himself

away step by step until he was in front of the holed French window. Cold air gusted in through the hole,

shoulders forcefully, causing him to lose his footing, and he

Suddenly, he felt

be dreaming. He must have been as dead as a doornail after falling from a building

Derek off the building. Someone else seemed to have been in this room just now, but they went missing in the blink of an eye. They hurried to the first floor to avoid unnecessary complications, only to see that the floor was very clean—Derek’s remains were nowhere

He couldn’t have survived after falling from such a tall building,

body landed somewhere else since it’s so dark and

they had seen Derek falling off the building with their own eyes, so they thought

Just rest assured, for our work is surely reliable. I have sent the surveillance footage of the scene to your email, so you may watch it.

received a 7-digit payment in their bank account after a while, then they immediately set out to leave the city without delay. But right after they got on the beltway, an

Boom!

exploded, reducing several human lives to ashes

the next day, she learned of

Derek fell off the building and went missing?” Sophia was shocked upon hearing the details told by the person on the other end of the line. She subconsciously uttered, “What about

with a start upon hearing the three names. He sat up and listened to what was being told over the

Quinton and Derek both went missing, and the surveillance footage showed Derek falling off the building? So they died

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