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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 car wouldn’t withstand a

outside the Holy Cathedral, Nathael commanded, his tone

“Yes.”

came to their aid. They contained the situation long enough for Alex to catch his

hit Willow

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

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

the local forces. The mercenaries realised they

the area was wrecked and ravaged.

Winstons, rushed forward. He apologised profusely to Nathael and said, “Mr.

“It’s not your fault. If it weren’t for your timely

devoted allies. I’ll thoroughly investigate this matter and provide a full report,” Jem declared, his

believe that their most distinguished guest had come under attack. These people had such

middle of the chaos, sending it racing towards

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

with countless bullet holes. However, the vehicle was too close, leaving them with minimal time to

reaction, the event’s short distance and abruptness left

attack.

through the crowd. Someone tried to pursue that man in a

to make any

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he

defied his good intentions. On the contrary,

towards him like a

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by a gush of water, was toppled by

down a traitor from

“Mr. Harris!”

thick 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 face, adding a touch of savage beauty and brutality.

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

the shock and 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 to

drenched in blood; the metallic scent of

if it weren’t for

their boss for the sake of money, but they

not mere hired hands; they willingly gave their lives for him.

sun set, a

casting a sacred glow

once 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

he frowned. His first thought was that Maggie would receive her love