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 men. “Tie him

to a desk drawer, but just as he was about to open it, Hades appeared by his side and tied his hands behind his back

secure that there

that, one of the two soldiers went up to the drawer and pulled out a

Bring it

his lungs. “I am an ambassador

Hades went back out into the corridor to clean up Abegg’s blood at the fastest speed, leaving no traces

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

reconnected the surveillance, returning everything to

like that, this half an hour would forever become

guys head back first. Keep Boris alive. I’ll question him myself

Kingsley added, “Oh, one more thing. Find

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

vaguely remember was that his house was massive, and it

 

from how it was a couple of decades ago. Not even Grandpa Joe could tell where exactly the Nicholson Manor might be.

“Yes, Ares!”

hailed a cab back to Neveah’s parking lot, heading back to Reene’s mansion in

home, it was already past three. A whole day of ‘adventure’ got him pooped, and he fell right asleep as soon as he hit the

air the following morning, Kingsley stretched and opened his bleary

“F*cking sh*t!”

were staring right at

right up, shrieking, “Serena,

eyes. “Our little Kingsley sure has gotten more and

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