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Chapter 162

“Grandmaster, please! We’re begging you! Please spare our lives!”

The men began groveling even more to the point that they began smashing their foreheads against the floor, causing their heads to bleed

At that moment, a phone’s ringtone cut through the atmosphere.

Bernard picked up the ringing phone casually. When he saw the caller ID, a hint of warmth surfaced on his cold–looking face.

He parted his thin lips to utter, “Keep it down.”

The three men grasped onto the final line of hope, thinking that they could still reverse the situation. They looked up at Bernard eagerly, waiting for his next line.

Little did they know that Bernard was talking to the bodyguards this whole time.

The bodyguards paired up immediately and approached the men. One person was in charge of covering his target’s mouth and strangling him, while the other took on the responsibility of crippling said target.

from the men. The poor men were in so much pain that they couldn’t utter a sound. Darkness swam around their

call. “Sweetle, are

for Hera being spoken in such a gentle manner.

the cold and

was the one

intense pain after letting out

left feeling speechless

to keep up his intimidating front

she heard Bernard’s voice. For some

her “sweetle” 11 years ago. Back then, she was

after regaining her senses. “I

you missed me,” Bernard replied while sounding pitiful.

the response. He ended up knocking out his own target, who crumpled to

on the other end of

was, she was a little worried about Bernard’s

at home?” She could hear the thud coming

alone here. Right, Tiramisu’s with me too,”

the

will arrive soon with the food. You have

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