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.

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

alright," Frank replied. "That imported beef really sticks between the

and threw the

saw that it was all car keys, ranging from Maseratis

exclaimed in surprise, "I'm surprised you're that rich despite

surprised there might be variety, but they were not particularly

as long as you don't leave town. The

Frank just then, but he ignored the gesture since he was not having a

Sally left, Alda-who was standing by the window and enjoying the

think is going

and Sylvie hurried to her and found several

and quickly rushed down as the tractors stopped in front of the rows of

that many cars were parked by the

pang of jealousy at the sight of that ridiculously luxurious villa halfway

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