Scar was as humble as he could be as he asked the nurse, "I just wanted to ask... can my leg recover to the way it used to be?"

"No, in all likelihood." The nurse shook her head. "Your tenders were cut and several bones were reduced to powder. You might be able to walk like a normal person after you heal, but you'd expose yourself if you tried to run." "What?!"

Scar was absolutely furious-that pretty boy was heinous!

He was only teasing his ladies, but he had to go that far!

No, he must make him pay!

However, violence was not the way. With that pretty boy's strength, dozens more men would be pointless.

That being said, there were plenty of other ways even if violence would not work there was no reason to fight fire with fire.

With that in mind, he picked up his phone and made a call.

around noon, Sally York entered with a bag, explaining as she walked, "How's the food? The stuff in the

sticks between the teeth, though-give

threw the bag

it was all car keys, ranging from Maseratis to anything costing downward

surprised you're

surprised there might be variety,

by the hill, so you can pick anyone you like, as long as you don't leave town. The same goes for people-they

the gesture

left, Alda-who was standing by the

think is going on

and Sylvie hurried to her and found several tractors advancing toward the foot

trio traded glances of exasperation and quickly rushed down as the

shocked to see that many cars were parked by

felt a pang of jealousy at the sight of that ridiculously luxurious villa halfway up

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