Chapter 681

Chapter 681

It wasn't long before Gilbert, flanked by his crew, arrived at the designated spot.

As they approached the entrance, someone was already there waiting for them, greeting Gilbert with a respect that could be considered decent. "Mr. Nine, please, this way."

Mr. Nine?

Hearing that nickname, Gilbert paused, giving the man a sharp look, a disdainful scoff curling at the edge of his lips.

Striding forward, he made his way inside.

In the spacious living room, Naylor was lounging on a couch, a coffee table in front of him and a kettle on the stove that hadn't yet boiled.

Hearing footsteps, Naylor looked up to see Gilbert approaching.

Gilbert walked over quickly, stopping to tower over him, visibly impatient, "I'm here! Where's my man?"

Naylor lifted his gaze, seemingly ignoring Gilbert's question, just staring at him intently.

meticulously, he

to what? Gilbert couldn't grasp what he was hinting

"I mean..."

his eyes still fixed on Gilbert, "You and Francis, you do look very

Gilbert shot him a blank look,

"But,"

Gilbert's harsh tone, Naylor wasn't irritated,

more like

dropped like a bomb in

stared him down, every cell in his body seething with rage. How dare Naylor mention

"Oh, my mother passed away when I

Hmm?

the game Gilbert

the nerve

didn't beat around the bush, his intention for calling

the Johnson family for over a decade, all thanks to that face you got from Francis.

went eerily

locked onto

MS

he was called 'Nine', he knew

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