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When Dennis came to mind, Dan saw again the image of Derrick putting a bullet through his

head.

Dennis had been by his side for so many years.

The attempt on Marie’s life had been Dennis’s own decision.

And yet to have fallen to Derrick’s hand like that—it was a bitter pill Dan could not swallow.

Conan said, “You wouldn’t let me touch her.”

At that, Conan’s tone carried clear resentment.

It was only because Dan had forbidden him from harming Marie and her people that he’d had to suffer such humiliation at the hands of that woman.

If not for Dan’s order, he would have snapped that woman’s neck long ago.

How could he allow her to strut in front of him like that?

Dan was speechless.

The mention of Marie silenced Dan completely. He dropped the subject without another word.

Before he could speak again, Conan changed the topic. “Mr. Derrick is already in Noctarth.”

Being beaten by a woman was shameful enough; he didn’t care to dwell on it.

At the sound of Derrick’s name, Dan narrowed his eyes, his gaze flashing with cold malice.

“Where is he now?”

Dan’s voice cut like ice.

“I tracked his movements. At this moment, Mr. Derrick is-”

A thunderous boom tore through the castle, cutting Conan off‘ mid–sentence.

entire fortress shuddered with the

darkened. “What’s going

unease as he rushed

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fault line.

was no

Moments later, Conan returned.

“Sir.”

at his expression told Dan that

voice was

gates

carried a

breath caught, his face twisted with a

did this? Manny?” he

had no time to stir up trouble

time, he had

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former influence in the Ashen Pact, her return

and Manny were drowning in the

was Mr. Derrick,” Conan said

The air froze.

frost lit Dan’s eyes as his fists

an instant, his lips twisted into

Noctarth

to show up here, and

brought a lot of men,” Conan muttered. “He wouldn’t risk making

closed his eyes for

he opened them again, danger burned within. He strode outside without

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Conan hurried to follow.

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destroyed. Lifting his gaze, he caught sight of a black G–Wagon parked not far

sat on the hood, his long legs bent but still

a hint of amusement. Even the strands of hair falling

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