"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!"

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

was Noel's devastating

fire blazing in his loins. And he actually thought he could smell Noel's perfume

was hence being interrupted while he was pulling down his pants,

Draconia's top actress! If he

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

scowled at Chet's threat-they might have no respect

he complained

reasoned. "I'm just trying to say that you have to be careful.

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