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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, ininimising

wouldn’t withstand a sustained

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

“Yes.”

for Alex to catch his breath. Still, he

Willow Avenue, the

rival joined in, intensifying the struggle between the two groups. Along the way, people frequently fell

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

forces. The mercenaries realised they had lost their window of opportunity and struggled briefly before commencing their

gunfire, the area was wrecked and

to Nathael and said, “Mr. Harris, we’re deeply sorry you had such a terrible ordeal on our

fault. If it weren’t for your timely intervention, we

always stand as your most devoted allies. I’ll thoroughly investigate this matter

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

middle of

close quarters of the space and their positioning

riddling the incoming vehicle with countless bullet holes.

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

attack.

tried to pursue

to

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in determination as he surged forward

intentions. On the contrary, he tossed Alex aside, moving to a nearby

charged towards him like a bull

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the angel statue, accompanied by a gush of water, was

down a traitor from the Winstons. Then

shouted, “Mr. Harris!”

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 eyes were drooping,

called his men for help. He shouted,

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

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

if it weren’t for the rescue, Nathael would

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.

not mere hired hands; they willingly gave their lives

sun set, a warm

casting a sacred glow upon

was now soaked with blood, his arm bearing a shocking, languid beauty

eyelashes quivered as he slowly opened his eyes.

the dizziness waned, and his vision cleared

was that Maggie would receive her