“What’s wrong?” Zephyr was puzzled upon seeing Nicholas’ pained expression.

He thought that he was already humbling himself to wipe the man’s face for him, so how could the latter still have complaints!?

“Nothing.” Nicholas winced.

“Your wound’s pretty deep.” Zephyr looked at him. “You need to rest up for some time. Don’t move mindlessly, or you’ll suffer if your wound opens up again.”

“Where’s this place?”

“Seth’s hospital.”

“What?” Nicholas almost sprang up, hissing in pain when he accidentally pulled the wound on his stomach.

Zephyr glanced at him with a scowl.

“I couldn’t send you elsewhere. Seth knows everything,” he said in a deep tone. “He saved your life. You should thank him!”

Nicholas scoffed and smirked.

the one who saved

his gaze turned icy and

“What did you say?”

each other just like

actually the one who saved my life. You found me on the balcony and

gangs. I’m not some kind of saint. But

a long time ago.” Nicholas looked Zephyr in the eyes and lowered his voice to say, “You’re the third heir

“Zephyr Hamerton!”

him coldly. His fists on the sides of his body clenched and loosened before they quietly

together before speaking weakly but clearly, “Yale Hamerton… found Marcus Grist. He’ll attack you anytime and make Marcus replace you, lie to the whole world, and get what he wants. You’d better

his gaze

“So, you’re Yale’s subordinate?”

head. “He just wants me to do things for

to kill me from the

at him and arched

long been a widow if I wanted to kill

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