Nicholas sat in the car. Even when the air-conditioning was blasting at the lowest temperature, he still felt incredibly frustrated. He rubbed between his brows and felt his headache slightly soothed. Despite that, the pang in his heart only grew more prominent.

The first day he went behind bars, he knew that he was no longer in the same world as Linda. He could not take care of her for life—he could only look up at her, miss her, and die keeping her safe.

That was why he was alarmed and scared when he saw that she was involved with Marcus. He knew what kind of person Marcus was all too well, and he would never let someone like him have the chance to hurt her!

As long as someone was a threat to her, he would eliminate it disregarding the price he had to pay. This was also why he kept picking on Marcus.

Today, however, he confirmed something in certainty—that man was not Marcus Grist!

His underling ended the call and turned to him with a grim look to say in a hushed tone, “N, news from Centrolis says that… Marcus Grist isn’t dead yet!”

“Confirmed?” Nicholas was on guard. “He’s in Centrolis right now?”

“It’s true.”

and frowned. Then who

know that the person she

Nicholas’ mind one after another. He felt like he had entered a

isn’t

Nicholas. “We have no grudge against them. We should stop bothering them.

His underling

his eyes, but his

device to him.

He could not offend any forces easily. With

a long sigh and picked up the call just when the other end of

Yale complained the moment the line was connected, “What are you

to sound apologetic. “How can

subordinates of the gang leaders you’ve wiped out in

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