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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 the

wouldn’t withstand

outside the Holy Cathedral, Nathael commanded, his tone as icy as his gaze.

“Yes.”

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

moment they hit Willow

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

and collected with his piercing gaze. He was relieved that

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

gunfire, the area was wrecked and ravaged.

Nathael and said, “Mr. Harris, we’re deeply sorry you

saying, “It’s not your fault. If it

I’ll thoroughly investigate this matter and provide a full report,” Jem declared, his voice tinged with righteous anger.

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

car in the middle of the

quarters of the space and

countless bullet holes. However, the vehicle was too close,

event’s short distance and abruptness left them powerless

attack.

Someone tried to pursue

too late to make

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furrowed in determination as he surged forward to shove Nathael

gaze and defied his good intentions. On the contrary, he tossed Alex aside,

him

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

the opportunity, Alex took down a traitor from the

shouted, “Mr. Harris!”

across Nathael’s forehead, and a trace of blood rolled down from his face, adding a touch of savage beauty and

heavy debris pinned half of his body in place. His eyes were drooping, and

the shock and called his men for help.

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

drenched in blood; the metallic scent

grimmer, and his eyes reddened–knowing that if it weren’t for

sake of money, but they didn’t know how often he

were not mere hired hands; they

set, a warm his nearly

casting a sacred

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

eyelashes quivered as he slowly opened his eyes.

dizziness waned, and his vision cleared gradually.

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