Lost Me Gained Regret

The assistant hurriedly said, "Yes, I'll convey your message to them right away."

When the car stopped at the Sky Isle Mansion, the mansion's owner was quite flamboyant, keeping even the front door wide open.

However, several men in black were patrolling the yard.

Mark's fury could no longer be contained, nor did it need to be.

"Mr. M!"

Seeing Mark get out of the car, the men in black greeted him respectfully.

Kane was lounging on the couch, legs crossed on the coffee table, body still shaking slightly, when he saw Mark stride in!

Before he could sit up straight, a fist smashed hard into his temple!

It was a punch meant to be lethal.

Kane, not one to take things lying down, was about to retaliate, but he hesitated, merely holding his forehead and glaring at Mark, cursing, "Are you insane??" "Me, insane?"

Mark pressed the barrel of a gun against his forehead, his gaze venomous, and growled, "I think you're the one with a death wish! Who gave you permission to shoot at her?! I said, don't touch her!!"

His words were filled with rage, as if his deepest anger had been provoked!

wished he could strangle Kane right there and

knew Mark cared for Jane, but he hadn't

he explained, "You were

"Bang-"

finished speaking, a silencer-muted gunshot

bullet hadn't hit him but a photo frame in the

picture, was hit right between the eyes and fell to the

curled into

eyes remained cold.

face with the

again, and next time, it won't be a photo

a long sigh of relief, a mix of wariness and a

whether meeting you in Country Y

curse."

begging on the streets of Country Y, a wanted fugitive with

"Wouldn't dare."

rubbed his sore

falling on Mark's arm. "Looking

cold-hearted..."