Walter narrowed his eyes and hissed in that sharp, nasal voice of his, "Whoever it was... they're dead."

Suddenly, Andrew's image popped into his mind. However, he gave a dismissive shake of his head and scoffed.

"That little bastard? Nah. No way he could've taken out Goldfangs. If someone really did it, then it had to be someone else. Maybe someone from the Keller family, or one of Derek's elite guards."

Nonetheless, guessing did not matter anymore.

Walter ordered his men to bury the body right there on the spot. Then, without saying another word, he climbed back into the SUV and returned to the Driscoll residence with his crew.

After a moment of hesitation, he gritted his teeth and decided to face the music. He was going to see Maurice, even this late at night.

"Sir," Walter reported, head bowed, "the two assassins I sent after that brat are dead."

Maurice sat under the harsh overhead lights, the black mark covering half his face exposed in full view, making him look even more terrifying.

"Two failures in a row? Walter, you've gotten sloppy."

immediately bowed deeply. "I'm sorry, sir. It was my

subordinates, in front of Maurice, head of the Driscoll family, Walter was as humble as a dog with its

The reason was simple.

family head, but he was

at least martial king level, Maurice

an

from a grave mistake he had made

despite holding a high rank and commanding the Driscoll family's Shadow Division, Walter still had nightmares about that

again," Maurice muttered, waving a hand dismissively. "I don't have time into the details.

face that punk in

not press further, nor

with icy resolve. "Sir, we still have time before tomorrow comes.

him a glare. "Don't be stupid. If you make a move, Joe will notice instantly. And if that happens, he'll accuse us of sabotaging him. Knowing Joe, he'll throw a tantrum, maybe

an awkward laugh. "Well... that does sound like something he

not smile.

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