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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.

their bulletproof modifications held, ininimising the damage.

car wouldn’t

Willow Avenue, and we’ll handle this outside the Holy Cathedral, Nathael

“Yes.”

situation long enough for Alex to

they hit Willow

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

He was relieved

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

gunfire, the area was

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

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

most devoted allies. I’ll thoroughly investigate this matter and provide a

Winstons could hardly believe that their most distinguished guest had come under attack. These people had such audacity to strike Nathael right

ignited a car in the middle

responded swiftly, but they were hindered by the close quarters of the space and their positioning on the grass before the Holy Cathedral.

holes. However, the

and

attack.

truck bulldozed through the crowd. Someone tried

late to make any difference.

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brow furrowed in determination as he surged

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

the truck charged towards him like a bull gone

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

opportunity, Alex took down a traitor from the

“Mr. Harris!”

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

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

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

knelt quickly by Nathael, tearing

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

eyes reddened–knowing that if it weren’t for the rescue, Nathael would not have sustained such grave

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

not mere hired hands; they willingly

a

enveloped the handsome man, casting a sacred glow upon translucent

soaked with blood, his arm

he slowly

dizziness waned, and his vision cleared gradually.

was that Maggie would receive her love letter