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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, ininimising

car wouldn’t withstand a sustained

this outside the Holy

“Yes.”

situation long enough for Alex to catch his breath. Still, he knew

hit Willow Avenue, the road widened.

struggle between the two groups. Along the way, people frequently fell off the vehicles, or the vehicles overturned, falling off the

He was relieved that

realised they

the area was wrecked and

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 bitter fight.”

to God that we will always stand as your most devoted allies. I’ll thoroughly investigate this matter and provide a full

guest had come under attack. These people had such audacity to strike Nathael right under their noses.

car in the middle of the

quarters of

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

short distance and abruptness left them

attack.

the crowd. Someone tried to pursue that man in a

was too late to

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in determination as he surged forward to shove Nathael aside.

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

charged towards him

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

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

“Mr.

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

body in place. His eyes were drooping, and his complexion was pale. He

called his men for help. He shouted,

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

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

turned even grimmer, and his eyes reddened–knowing that if it weren’t for the rescue, Nathael would not have sustained such grave injuries.

money, but they didn’t know how often he had shielded them, shielding them behind his back.

mere hired hands; they willingly gave their lives

a

the handsome man, casting a sacred

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

he slowly opened

dizziness waned, and his vision cleared gradually.

thought was that Maggie would