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!”

turned to his men. “Tie him

drawer, but just as he was

was so secure that there was

two soldiers went up to the drawer

Bring it back

am Andrew Kean’s teacher!” Boris shouted at the top of his lungs. “I am an ambassador of the academic exchanges between Sweoya and Qustia!

knocking the professor out cold, Hades went back out into the corridor to clean

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

the

this half an hour would forever

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

a pause, Kingsley added, “Oh, one more thing. Find

the land still belonged to the Nicholson Family, and he must reconstruct the manor there to

house was massive, and it was sectioned into five big areas. As for the address, he

 

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 could only ask his men to

“Yes, Ares!”

the others back to Coliree Group, while Kingsley hailed a cab back to Neveah’s parking lot, heading back to

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

had risen high up in the air the following morning,

“F*cking sh*t!”

were staring right

shot right up, shrieking,

has gotten more

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