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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 damage.

the car wouldn’t withstand a

we’ll handle this outside the Holy Cathedral, Nathael

“Yes.”

enough for Alex to catch his breath. Still, he

hit Willow Avenue, the road

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

He was relieved that Maggie wasn’t

realised

the area was wrecked

He apologised profusely to Nathael and said, “Mr. Harris, we’re deeply sorry you had such a terrible ordeal on our

bloodied fingers, saying, “It’s not your fault. If it weren’t for your timely intervention,

swear to God that we will always stand as your most devoted allies. I’ll thoroughly investigate

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

ignited a car in the middle of the chaos, sending

hindered by the close quarters of

incoming vehicle with countless bullet holes. However, the vehicle was too close, leaving

the event’s short distance and abruptness left them powerless to

attack.

Someone tried to pursue that man in a vehicle.

too late to make any

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furrowed in determination as he surged forward to

the contrary, he tossed Alex aside, moving to a nearby angel statue for cover.

him like a

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by a gush of water, was toppled by

Alex took down a traitor from the

shouted, “Mr.

air was thick with smoke, and rubble lay everywhere. A shard from the statue sliced across Nathael’s forehead, and a trace of blood rolled down

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

men for help.

knelt quickly by Nathael, tearing

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

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

lives for their boss for the sake of money,

hired hands; they willingly

the sun set, a warm his nearly

casting a sacred glow upon

arm bearing

he slowly opened his

the dizziness waned, and his vision cleared

His first thought was that Maggie