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!”

that, he turned to

to a desk drawer, but just as he was about to open it, Hades appeared by

was so secure that there was no way he

went up to the drawer and pulled

Bring it

shouted at the top of his lungs. “I am an ambassador of the academic exchanges between Sweoya and Qustia! You cannot

cold, Hades went back out into the corridor to clean up Abegg’s

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

reconnected the surveillance, returning everything to

this half an hour would forever become an

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

Kingsley added, “Oh, one more thing. Find out the address of the Nicholson Manor

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

vaguely remember was that his house was massive, and it was sectioned into five big areas. As for the

 

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

“Yes, Ares!”

Kingsley hailed a cab back to Neveah’s parking lot, heading

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

the sun had risen high up in the air the following morning,

“F*cking sh*t!”

right at him from less than

up, shrieking,

foxy eyes. “Our little Kingsley sure has gotten more and more good-looking. I’m

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