Chapter 12 I’m Your Father!

“Watch out! Hide!” With that, the group hurriedly hid in the dark corners.

Kingsley pulled a silent pistol out from his waist, slowly pointing it at a shadowy area not far from them.

To that, Hades whispered, “Someone’s in the shadows.”

Both sides stood off silently, none daring to come out into the light first.

Thus, Kingsley closed his eyes and focused on listening to his surroundings…

There were six different breathings on the second floor: his, Hades’, two Group 4 soldiers’, Boris’, and the hidden figure across from them.

With closed eyes, Kingsley tilted his head slightly as he listened to the somewhat erratic breathing coming from across them.

The next second, he pulled the trigger, and Bam! The figure fell to the ground, having no chance to even fight back.

“Who goes there!?” Boris spoke in Sweoyan upon hearing noises outside. “Is it you, Abegg?”

However, what responded to him was a kick on the door. “Speak Qustian!” Kingsley ordered.

Appalled by the four strangers barging in, Boris shot up from his chair and spoke in a broken Qustian. “Who are you people? How dare you trespass?!”

Kingsley smirked in response. “I’m your father!”

to his

in a compromising position, Boris turned to a desk drawer, but just as he was about to open it, Hades appeared

so secure that there was no way he could

two soldiers went up to the drawer

it. Bring it back

an ambassador of the academic exchanges between Sweoya

into the corridor to clean up Abegg’s blood at the fastest speed, leaving no traces of their

neighborhood gates with a fainted Boris and a dead Abegg, where Group 3 immediately

2 reconnected the surveillance,

that, this half an hour would forever become an unsolvable

head back first. Keep Boris alive. I’ll question

thing. Find out the address of

nothing, the land still belonged to the Nicholson Family, and he must reconstruct the

his parents were murdered. So all he could vaguely remember was that his house was massive, and it was

 

now was completely different from how it was a couple of decades ago. Not even Grandpa Joe could tell where exactly the Nicholson Manor might be. Thus, he

“Yes, Ares!”

the others back to Coliree Group, while Kingsley hailed a cab back

A whole day of ‘adventure’ got him pooped, and he fell right asleep as soon as he

risen high up in the air the following morning, Kingsley stretched and

“F*cking sh*t!”

gorgeous eyes were staring right at him from less than four

Kingsley shot right up, shrieking, “Serena, what

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