“It’s me.”

Kingsley still managed to walk fast despite the uneven mountain path.

It only took him a few short moments before he was halfway up the mountain.

Zayne stood on the steps of the gazebo and waved at him. “This way!” he urged.

Unhesitantly, Kingsley strode in his direction while he asked, “What of Professor Gershwin? Have you found him?”

“There’s no need to rush into looking for the professor. Come over. I have a few friends I want you to meet.” Zayne gradually bared his fangs and added sullenly, “No introduction needed, yeah? You know each other.”

After Kingsley walked up the steps and into the gazebo, he put on a puzzled expression. “Mr. Martin? What are you doing here?”

Before Wendell could reply, Zayne started braying with laughter, “Haha! Of course he is here to help me teach you a lesson! I am sure you didn’t expect for this to happen, you piece of sh*t. You are such easy prey!”

He then blocked off the entrance of the pavilion with his torso as he roared, “Since you are the one who voluntarily fell into our trap, I have no choice but to kill you off!”

“Kill me?” Kingsley looked at him with cold eyes. “I will give you a chance to back out of this for your father’s sake.”

“Back out? Why should I?” Zayne’s face was twisted with rage. “I have been planning for this day for so long. I won’t back out!”

that said, he waved his hand

neck while he

“Do it!” Kingsley nodded.

was off, Zayne questioned, “What is the meaning of this, Mr. Martin?”

hooked a finger

behind him dashed toward

horror, “Mr. Martin! I will pay you! I will pay you three times the promised amount! Get rid of

were someone else! Unfortunately, with Boss as my opponent, I have to consider the fact that

No one will know if you kill him now! Do you really think he’ll let you go

go or not, I will personally apologize

saying this, Wendell respectfully came to Kingsley and bowed. “Boss,

put his hands behind his back and after he slowly walked deeper into the gazebo,

his order, the four burly men manhandled Zayne to Kingsley, as though Zayne was

to give him a hard kick on the back of his knee, making him fall and kneel on the ground with a

his legs. “You saw with your own eyes how respectful Wendell was

a coward?!” Zayne gritted his teeth and spat, “I

his head without missing a beat. “F*ck! Who are you calling a

to admit defeat. “You are a coward! You are

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