Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 1229

The elevator doors slid open, and Andre and Mars stepped out together. A crowd was already there, waiting. Mars, who usually found himself on the receiving end of trouble, had finally turned the tables today and was reveling in it.

Scattered across the ground were various people, beaten and bruised. Noah approached Andre, looking a bit concerned. "Boss, there's hardly anyone left who can talk."

Andre looked around and asked, "Where's Kon?"

A man stepped forward, "We're still chasing him down. We've got every route covered; he won't get far."

Andre carefully stepped over the bloody mess, his leather shoes picking up a crimson tint as he made his way to a platform and took a seat. He watched as Mars, still wearing his boxing gloves, floored another opponent. Mars then pulled off his gloves and casually tossed them aside.

"Mars, now I get why you, Conner, and Asher are always on the Dark Web's radar," Mars said, leaning back on a stool, catching his breath. "They thought I was a nobody, not even worth their time." He had been furious when he found out and had promptly given one of the Dark Web's goons a taste of his fists. "They didn't know who they were messing with."

was a force to be reckoned with in the business world, unmatched by anyone. Conner held his own, commanding respect from all. Asher had the military strength to overthrow

the downed henchmen a disdainful nudge with his foot. "What did

needed to know Annie's vulnerabilities so he could eliminate them, ensuring no one

your life," the man on the ground whispered before losing

taken aback. "What

the unconscious assassin. "What? My life? You need to explain! Hey,

did you have to hit so hard? I didn't even get my answers," Conner grumbled, itching to know

a message, pretending it was from Maja, claiming you were in danger. She freaked

a moment of clarity. "So that's it. Damn, using me to get to

did you hear that? My Annie's Achilles' heel is me. When Asher gets here,