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Clearly, Nathael didn’t find this surprising.

Unfazed, he barely gave a glance before he issued a cool command, “Get the Winstons on the line for backup.

“Understood,” came the reply.

Alex pushed the accelerator hard, attempting to lose the persistent tall while simultaneously reaching out to the Winstons‘ point person.

Not long after, with a swift twist of the wheel, he veered onto another highway.

Their pursuer was caught off guard by the sudden maneuver at such breakneck speeds, couldn’t adjust in time, and continued straight ahead, missing the turn.

“Damn it!” The driver was a foreigner. He pounded the steering wheel in frustration before swiftly changing course to attempt another blockade.

The earpiece buzzed with other people’s voices, indicating that someone was in charge behind the scenes.

Once Alex shook off their tail, it wasn’t long before two grey sedans shot out on either side of a crossroads, boxing him in with precision.

Metal scraping echoed as sparks flew from the collision.

Alex shifted into reverse gear, attempting to retreat and break free from the encirclement of cars on both sides. However, unfortunately, there were several vehicles behind him that drove normally, leaving him with nowhere to reverse.

Luckily, Nathael’s backup arrived just in time. Two black sedans burst from the side streets, slamming directly into the grey cars.

The force of the impact made the vehicles shake and jolt violently, giving them no chance to recover.

With Nolan’s men now on the scene, Alex coordinated with the ally behind him to comer one of the

grey cars against a wall.

The brutal collision sent the grey car crash into a signpost and flip over with a thunderous bang.

Taking one car out of the equation made handling the second one easier.

Alex didn’t stay to fight. He took a sharp turn into a side street, leaving the pursuit in the capable hands of his allies.

“The Winstons will be here in five minutes, Alex stated, his voice deep, though they had barely cleared the alley when they encountered a group of helmeted mercenaries on motorcycles.

Their towering figures loomed, and the roar of their modified engines grated harshly, even from a distance.

“Bang!”

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Alex reacted instantly. He swerved the wheel, but a bullet still managed to plerce the windshield, leaving a web of cracks around a small hole.

held,

this, the car wouldn’t

Willow Avenue, and we’ll handle this outside the Holy Cathedral, Nathael commanded, his tone as icy as his

“Yes.”

men swiftly came to their aid. They contained the situation long enough for Alex to catch his breath. Still, he knew this

Willow Avenue, the road widened.

joined in, intensifying the struggle between the two groups. Along the way,

collected with his piercing gaze. He was relieved that Maggie wasn’t in the car

the local forces. The mercenaries realised they had lost their window of opportunity

gunfire, the area was wrecked

forward. He apologised profusely to Nathael and said, “Mr. Harris, we’re

saying, “It’s not your fault. If it weren’t

stand as your most devoted allies. I’ll thoroughly investigate this matter and provide a full

Winstons could hardly believe that their most distinguished guest had come under attack.

men ignited a car in the middle of

responded swiftly, but they were hindered by the close quarters of the space and their positioning on

countless bullet holes. However, the vehicle

and

attack.

pickup truck bulldozed through the crowd. Someone tried to pursue that man in a vehicle.

late to make any difference.

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brow furrowed in determination as he

contrary, he tossed

towards him like

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thunderous crash, the angel statue, accompanied by a gush of water, was toppled by the impact, scattering

Alex took down a traitor from the

shouted, “Mr. Harris!”

lay everywhere. A shard from the statue sliced across Nathael’s forehead, and a trace of blood rolled down from his face, adding a touch of

pinned half of his body in place. His eyes were drooping, and his complexion was pale. He had lost

from the shock and called his men for help. He

knelt quickly by Nathael, tearing his garment to apply pressure to the wound.

was ashen. His right arm was nearly drenched in blood; the metallic scent of blood was heavy in the

complexion turned even grimmer, and his eyes reddened–knowing that if it

their boss for the sake of money, but they didn’t

mere hired hands; they willingly gave

a warm his

handsome man, casting a sacred glow upon

his arm bearing a shocking, languid beauty

quivered as he slowly opened

the dizziness waned, and

wounded, he frowned. His first thought was that Maggie would receive