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 the fridge was brought

sticks between the teeth, though-give me

and threw the bag

poured out the contents and saw that it was all car keys, ranging from

surprise, "I'm surprised you're that rich despite your plain

Frank were rich themselves, so they were less surprised there might be variety,

anyone you like, as long as you don't leave town. The same goes for people-they really do anything

but he ignored the gesture since he was not having a

Sally left, Alda-who was standing by the window

think is going on

her and found several tractors advancing toward

exasperation and quickly rushed down as

that many

pang of jealousy at the sight of that ridiculously

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