"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!"

held up a hand to stop the others, frowning despite Chet's glare of impatience. "Chet-I mean, Mr. Jonas-don't you

think about was

he was, the less he was able to stop the fire blazing in his loins. And he actually thought he could

hence being interrupted while he was pulling down

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

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

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

all was that Chet was right-if he complained to Sil, everyone here would not be spared

be careful. The vibes here is just wrong, and-" "Do I need you to tell me what

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