Chapter 122

Wasyl was annoyed that his limelight was stolen. He rushed out of the crowd, pointed at Liam, and shouted, "Spit it out! Who the hell are you? How could you have known the mayor? You'd better come clean. What schemes or tricks did you use? How could a loser like you get a military truck to deliver the invitations to you?"

Wasyl was so angry his chest was about to explode. The admiration and spotlight should have been on him, but they were on Liam at that moment. He was enraged.

Looking at Wasyl's exasperation, Liam sneered and said, "You're asking who am I?"

The sudden snort sent chills down Wasyl's spine, making his whole body shiver. He had an indescribable feeling. The man before him was still Liam, but he somehow felt like Liam was someone he could not beat. Wasyl felt insignificant to him.

This ominous feeling dissipated quickly because Liam ignored him. He had already strode away with Jovie and Celena while the crowd watched.

"Hmph! How arrogant! I will let you know what it means to be out of my league!" Wasyl remarked angrily.

briefly, Wasyl left without

were left standing at the entrance, staring at the two boxes of invitations. They

whispering to each other, wondering who exactly Liam was, how he managed to get a military truck to deliver the invitations to him, and how he knew the mayor, Malcolm. It was important

Military? Liam?

and Malcolm

better properly ask Celena about what happened today! You must find out what

left with the rest of the

as he stared at Sherah and Cheryl. It was

Yafe brought the two of them to the cottage where

Her face was full of disdain as she cursed, "Fuck off! And we thought there were some amazing relations. In the end, this was only a courtesy to retired soldiers. He pretended like he was powerful, yet

walked out of the cottage with a grumpy look. His annoyance

and Celena stayed in

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