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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.

modifications held,

this, the car wouldn’t withstand a sustained

this outside the Holy Cathedral, Nathael commanded, his

“Yes.”

swiftly came to their aid. They contained the situation long enough for Alex to catch

hit Willow Avenue,

the two groups. Along the way, people frequently

He was relieved that Maggie wasn’t

Holy Cathedral, bringing with them the local forces. The mercenaries realised they

the area was wrecked and ravaged.

the Winstons, rushed forward. He apologised profusely to Nathael and said, “Mr. Harris, we’re deeply sorry you had such a terrible ordeal on our

“It’s not your fault. If it weren’t for your timely intervention, we

I’ll thoroughly investigate this matter and provide a full report,” Jem declared, his voice tinged with righteous anger.

their most distinguished guest had come under attack. These people had such audacity to

car in the middle of

close quarters of the space and their positioning

the approaching vehicle, riddling the incoming vehicle with countless bullet holes. However, the vehicle was too

reaction, the event’s short distance and abruptness left them powerless to

attack.

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

too late to make

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furrowed in determination as he surged

good intentions. On the contrary, he

truck charged towards him like a bull gone

82%

of water, was toppled by the impact, scattering dust

from the Winstons. Then he dashed towards

shouted, “Mr.

was thick with smoke, and rubble lay everywhere. A shard from the statue sliced across Nathael’s forehead, and a trace of blood rolled down from his face,

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

and called his men for

to remove the rubble. Alex, pale–faced, was knelt quickly by Nathael, tearing his garment

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

complexion turned even grimmer, and his eyes reddened–knowing that if it weren’t for the rescue, Nathael

the sake of money, but they didn’t know how often he had shielded them, shielding them behind his

hired hands; they willingly gave

the sun set, a warm

handsome man, casting a sacred glow upon

arm bearing a

as he

blurred, the dizziness waned, and his vision cleared

thought was that Maggie would