The door on the balcony opened, and a tall figure slowly walked in from the balcony.

Magnus's pupils contracted instantly, the scar on his forehead becoming

ferocious: "How did you get in here?"

Before he could finish his words, he suddenly felt a numbness at the back of his neck and immediately lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, it was from the cold.

He was wearing just a pair of boxer shorts, his hands and feet were bound, and the sea breeze was chilling him.

Only then did he notice that he was on the deck.

Magnus's face turned ugly. He twisted his face, which was pressed against the deck, and saw Lukas standing on the deck.

Magnus's expression became distressed, and he asked, "Lukas Strakovski, what do you want to do?"

glass of red wine. He looked at

hint of panic. "Strakovski, I'm telling you. This is illegal, I

to the sofa on the side of the deck and sitting down, taking a sip of wine. He lazily raised his eyelids and

breeze whistled as Magnus looked at Lukas, confused and uncertain. "Are

leisurely lit a cigarette. "Whether I'm kind or not, why don't you give it a try? Just a word of caution, if you don't have enough evidence to bring me down,

expression changed dramatically.

wasn't a clean person either, otherwise he wouldn't have dared to bully Miss Roberts

thrown inside, there were things you wouldn't have

you didn't provoke other inmates, they might not spare

even committed murder, you might

knew that Mr. Strakovski had that capability, so he

of low pressure, as

gazed at Magnus, his voice icy and suffocating. "When you were bullying

taken aback, immediately realizing the situation. His face changed dramatically: "Strakovski,

wanting to waste time with him. He waved his hand,

almost blood-chilling tone, ordered, "Drain his blood and throw him into

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