[lan: Rachel, I love you!]

[Rachel: lan, you're usually not this sappy. What's gotten into you?]

lan dared not tell her about his current predicament.

He thought, 'If anything happens, let this be my final words.'

His phone vibrated. Rachel's reply soon followed. [lan, I love you too.]

Tears brimmed in lan's eyes. His lips trembled, and his heart raced wildly. 'Screw it. If I die, I die.'

He reached for the machete, opened the car door, and charged forward to help Justin. He managed to injure two men in one go.

But he had no real combat skills. He was a complete amateur. Within a few exchanges, his arm was slashed, the wound so deep that the bone was almost visible. "lan! Get back in the car!" Justin roared, glaring at him.

In that moment of distraction, a machete slashed straight toward Justin's face.

"Mr. Salvador!" lan gasped, cold sweat soaked his back.

Fortunately, Justin reacted quickly. He dodged just in time and grabbed the arm blocking him, snapping it with brute force.

the car, pale with pain. Only then did he understand why Justin had told him to stay out

was only

him alone. But in just over ten minutes, they fell one after another, blood pooling

shreds, slashed to pieces. His chiseled, handsome face was streaked

like an undefeated war god, a

enemy reinforcements arrived. They were quickly

he tilted his head. The

Grant's sinister, calculated scheme. Even if Justin fought his way out of the siege, the press conference

roar of a sports

"Justin! We're here!"

whipped his head around. From a blue Ferrari, Asher and

frost in Justin's gaze

his chest. His entis

filled with

strength once again.

sound escaped his lips, but inwardly, he shouted their names. Ever since declaring

alone. It brought him Asher, a brother who shared life and death with him, and Drew, with whom he had rekindled their

of it was thanks

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