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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.

bulletproof modifications held, ininimising the damage.

the car wouldn’t withstand

this outside the Holy Cathedral, Nathael

“Yes.”

They contained the situation long enough for Alex

they hit Willow Avenue, the road

the struggle between the two groups. Along the way,

calm and collected with his piercing gaze. He was relieved that Maggie

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

gunfire, the area was

the third son of 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

handkerchief from Alex, Nathael wiped his bloodied fingers, saying, “It’s not your fault. If it weren’t for your timely intervention, we would have faced a

stand as your most devoted allies. I’ll thoroughly investigate this matter and provide a full report,” Jem declared, his voice tinged with

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

a car in the middle of the chaos, sending it racing

by the close quarters of the space and their positioning on the grass before

at the approaching vehicle, riddling the incoming vehicle with countless bullet holes.

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

attack.

crowd. Someone tried

too late to make any difference.

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in determination as he surged forward to

icy gaze and defied his good intentions. On the contrary, he tossed Alex aside, moving to a nearby angel statue for cover.

charged towards him like a

82%

statue, accompanied by a gush of water, was toppled by the impact, scattering dust

from

shouted, “Mr.

thick with smoke, and rubble lay everywhere. A shard from the statue sliced across Nathael’s forehead,

place. His eyes were drooping, and his complexion was

and called his men for help. He shouted, “Quick! Get the medic!”

pale–faced, was knelt quickly by Nathael,

His right arm was nearly drenched in

reddened–knowing that if it weren’t for the

they were merely risking their lives for their boss for the sake of money, but

they willingly gave

set, a warm his nearly

glow enveloped the handsome man, casting a sacred glow upon translucent

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

quivered as he slowly opened his

blurred, the dizziness waned, and his vision

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