My Love Until the Last Goodbye by Alut

Chapter 0230

gave it to my daughter. She didn’t want me to leave, so I promised her I’d come back soon. That means we need to work faster than usual–I don’t want to be here more than a week, two at most.”

“Marcus, you have a daughter? You didn’t mention this last year! She must be a baby.”

“It’s a long story, my friend. I’ll tell you some other time,” Marcus said, patting Valeria on the shoulder. “Let’s go. I want to see them.”

What Valerie didn’t know about Marcus was that these trips to Valentia weren’t solely about business. For two years now, Marcus had been systematically hunting down everyone involved in his family’s murder. He had started at the lowest levels of the conspiracy and was steadily working his way to the top.

In a remote property surrounded by fields, a group of minor white–collar criminals sat huddled. Among them was Spencer, the doctor who had treated Frank Levett years ago when Marcus had paid him a “visit.”

“Well, well, what do we have here?” Marcus said, stepping into the room. “I hope you’re comfortable. Don’t worry, your stay here won’t be much longer. Soon, you’ll be gone. Your families must be so worried. I understand

-I had a family once, too. They worried about me, just like yours are worrying now.”

As he spoke, Marcus calmly put on a pair of black gloves, removed his sunglasses, and took off any accessories he

Wore.

pitiful condition. Some were missing parts of their bodies, severed under Marcus’s orders. He had been tracking the movements of those involved in his family’s downfall for years, patiently waiting for the right moment to remove them

carried a dark side

into a

judge’s position, and Marcus knew that if these men ever stood trial, they’d walk free. So, he decided to hunt them down and eliminate

threat,

trace of their existence,” he

grisly task. “It’ll take about a week, Marcus. After this, the only one left is Frank

nothing left of them,” Marcus said.

of the warehouse, lighting a cigarette and

hell for this, aren’t we?” Marcus said, glancing back at

been to hell and back. You know what it’s like. It shouldn’t bother you,” Lawson replied.

have left. When death comes for me, I’ll accept my fate. I know I’m no saint–I won’t ask for mercy. But at least I’m

smirked. “How long will you give Frank Levett?