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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,

car wouldn’t withstand a sustained

this outside the Holy Cathedral, Nathael commanded, his tone as icy as his

“Yes.”

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

they hit Willow Avenue,

the struggle between the two groups. Along the

He was

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

the area was wrecked

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

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

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

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

in the middle of

were hindered by the close quarters of the space and their

holes. However, the vehicle was too close, leaving them with

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

attack.

Someone tried to pursue

to

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brow furrowed in determination as he surged

On the contrary, he tossed Alex aside, moving to a nearby angel statue for cover.

the truck charged towards him like a bull gone wild.

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

opportunity, Alex took down a traitor from the Winstons. Then

“Mr. Harris!”

statue sliced across Nathael’s forehead, and a

the heavy debris pinned half of his body in place. His eyes were drooping,

from the shock and called his men for help. He shouted, “Quick! Get

knelt quickly by Nathael, tearing

stern visage was ashen. His right arm was nearly drenched in blood; the

if it weren’t for the rescue, Nathael would not have

might think they were merely risking their lives for their boss for the sake of money, but they didn’t know how often he had shielded them, shielding them behind his back.

mere hired hands; they willingly gave

sun set, a

handsome man, casting a sacred glow upon

pristine white shirt was now soaked with blood, his arm bearing a shocking, languid beauty as

he slowly opened

light blurred, the dizziness waned, and his vision cleared

arm was wounded, he frowned. His first thought was that Maggie would receive her love letter much