Chapter 62

In the luxurious villa’s living room.

A skinny middle-aged man was sitting on the sofa.

He had short grey hair and thick stubble on his face.

When he heard footsteps outside the door, he slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes were cloudy but fierce.

Nash looked at the middle-aged man and the man looked into Nash’s eyes.

Their eyes met and Nash was immediately put in his place.

The feeling this man gave him was as if he was standing in front of a God.

He had a confident and domineering aura.

This was the Warden in charge of the millions of soldiers in the Northern Territory while Nash was just a Grim Reaper hiding

in the dark.

Even though he had the power to kill him, he was far behind the Warden in terms of aura.

Nash clasped his hands and said, “Greetings, Warden!”

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man smiled. “There’s no need for formalities. Please,

sat on a sofa beside him.

and the other two men did not

his hand and said, “You lot can sit too. Just treat me

rules…”

after

suddenly put down his phone, and whispered, “Warden, Harold brought

at Stellar and said, “Didn’t

said, “Warden, the Watson family does not care about money. They

Warden smiled helplessly. “Send them in!”

to look at Grant.

villa and soon brought Harold and the two

“Warden, why didn’t you tell me that you

than mine?”

said, “Mr. Watson, how dare you? How is my house worse

in the Royal Bay does not mean that the Zells do not have

dare to let the Warden stay

was worth 28 million dollars. The level of luxury was on par with the Watsons.

muttered, “Stop

Grant quickly shut their mouths.

bodyguards Harold brought, frowned,

are! Absolutely reliable!

is Iron Kick

arts. The cleric

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