"Exactly!" Urian cried anxiously. "Y-You and your men should hurry... I'm barely holding on here!"

"You're barely holding on?"

Chet was taken aback-was that man with Noel that amazing?

Urian had over a hundred goons too, but that man could handle them all by himself?!

Chet certainly did not believe it, and it also soon occurred to him that Urian was exaggerating just to get more goodies from him.

"Sly old fox," he snorted, though he had no choice but to hurry with his men.

Still, it was curiously quiet, and there were no security guards in sight at all.

"Wait!"

despite Chet's glare of impatience. "Chet-I mean, Mr. Jonas-don't

was Noel's devastating figure

fire blazing in his loins. And he actually

interference was hence being interrupted while he was pulling down his pants, leaving Chet

with Draconia's top actress! If he messed this up, he would most likely not have a chance

he snapped through gritted teeth, "Listen here-I'm the leader of this operation, not you, Grom! If you mess this up for me, I will tell Sil Lionheart. Surely I don't have to tell you what awaits trash like you,

elites all scowled at Chet's threat-they might have no

was right-if he

say that you have to be careful. The vibes here is just wrong, and-" "Do I need

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