Chapter 698 Your Death Will Not Be Mourned

"Who are you?”

The man's tone was icy cold, and he exuded an oppressive coldness from his body. He shielded Deirdre behind her and looked at the woman with a gaze sharp as a knife that could cut through a person's throat.

"Who sent you here?"

The woman felt suffocated, and her knees turned to jelly from being stared at.

She found that Mitch was already an imposing man, followed by a bunch of subordinates to do his dirty work. Mitch was extremely overbearing, but he was a weakling in comparison to the man before her.

"I..." The woman could not help speaking with a shaky voice. She gnashed her teeth ferociously in an attempt to continue speaking, but she was already so terrified that she was rendered speechless.

Kyran narrowed his eyes, pulled out his phone, and dialed a number. “Hello, I would like to report a case. The location is No. 106 Peak Residence, and someone has broken and entered a private residence with the intention of theft. Please come."

the police came and

cold as he hugged Deirdre and asked,

said, "I'm not too sure either. She didn't say much after she came,

open the door for strangers

prepared the item for you. Is that

picked up the document and

"Sure."

departing figure. Her forced smile vanished, and

Brendan turned his car around and drove to a villa in

into the house without anyone stopping him. Brendan walked upstairs and found Charlene standing on the balcony in the

speak, Brendan walked forward in rage, clutched her slim throat, and pinned her

the sudden feeling of falling. She grabbed Brendan's arms frantically, and the dizziness from being at a high spot

so startled that

panic-stricken and fearful Charlene coldly, his face filled with disgust. "Have I not taught you plenty of

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