“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.

Zephyr. “He’s the

as his gaze

“What did you say?”

men stared at each other just like that, as if two lions that were about to fight and waiting for their opponent to make

speak. “You’re actually the one who saved my life. You found me on the balcony and didn’t

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!”

the sides of his body clenched and loosened before

after saying so much in a go. He pressed his lips together before speaking weakly but clearly, “Yale Hamerton… found Marcus

and his gaze turned

“So, you’re Yale’s subordinate?”

shook his head. “He just wants me to do things

you’re here to kill me from

up at him and arched a brow,

would’ve long been a widow if

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