Who is my target?

When the door cracked open, Scorpio stopped sharpening his blade and raised his gaze to stare at his man calmly walking inside, and then he asked in a dead tone, “What is it. Target?”

Lowering his gaze to the floor, Target hesitated and then mumbled, “There‘s an older lady out there asking

about you.”

from every time he rubbed a little too roughly against it.

Flinching, Target took a step back and then mumbled, “She wants you to do a job for her, and she claimed to have the money to pay.”

For a moment, Scorpio didn‘t even react or look up. Then he said, very softly but with enough annoyance in his voice, commanded, “Bring her to me.”

After a slight bow, Target eyed his boss before walking away without another word,

and Scorpio continued to sharpen his blade.

A couple of minutes later, the door opened again and Madam Jewel walked inside, clutching onto her purse with her face etched with a look of disgust. as her eyes darted about the room.

After her three bodyguards joined her inside, Target shut the door and eyed his boss, waiting for a reaction.

“What do you want?” Scorpio asked, laying his blade down and picking up another

one.

With a frown and a nervous glance at her bodyguards, Madam Jewel sighed, staring at him, and said, “I got a job for you.”

Pausing, Scorpio looked up at her for a second, and then at Target, and understanding his boss‘s signal, Target approached Madam Jewel and tapped her on the hand, saying, “Ma‘am, you can sit he-”

“Don‘t touch me!!” Madam Jewel lost it, jumping away from Target and glaring at the look of confusion on his face.

“Please refrain from touching, my madam!” Kent warned, his eyes cold as he glared at Target.

“Okay, Okay!” Target exclaimed, holding his hands up and backing off slowly.

Frowning, Madam Jewel reached into her bag for a hand sanitizer, taking some of it with trembling fingers, and dabbing it onto her hands and wrists.

Are you sick?” Scorpio asked in a deadpan tone, resting back in his chair.

turning around and shooting him a

don‘t want others touching

“You–”

her head as the realization of the knife on the table came to her and

Target and then back at her asking, “What do you exactly

her eyes darting between the knives and him. “To kill a

pause of hesitation, Madam Jewel finally lifted her gaze

as she lied with bold eyes, “Well, my driver. He claimed that you are the best

one for

walks free… I have served my time and just got out.

one to handle this job… you are trustworthy. Also, He‘s just a nobody and no one will care about

nothing to worry about. And once

bonus… Twenty

over the room again, and Scorpio sat back in his

few seconds before

Jewel reached into her bag, took out a printed photo of Elijah, and placed it on the table

Scorpio.

it closely, Scorpio narrowed his eyes and looked up at her, “Is this

target?”

firmly, smiling widely. “He‘s just a regular guy… So, can you

and then tossed it

watching him stand up and walk around the table, then

joined the rest in the lobby of Investistic Co. and Elijah stood in front of them, watching their

with Dean Hayes and his son, we are getting summoned again by this guy,” A lady whispered, frowning

possibly want?”

all, without the Hayes‘s continuous

company, its revenue alone can not sustain the workforce salaries… so maybe he‘s going to

around and stare at the other fellow as he mumbled, “Well, he‘s not going to know what hit him when we

fired from Investistic Co,”

silent

a look that indicated that they thought Elijah was joking with them, but seeing him standing in

say?!” A dude shouted in disbelief, feeling

Elijah‘s words.

are hereby dismissed from the Investistic Co. All the employees working here are free to clear your desk and leave

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