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.

features meticulously, he murmured, "The

Gilbert couldn't grasp what he was

"I mean..."

still fixed on Gilbert, "You and

the crap!" Gilbert shot

"But,"

wasn't irritated, maintaining a smile as he

look more like

was calm, but it dropped like a bomb in

in his body seething with rage. How dare Naylor mention his

his fury, maintaining a façade of indifference, "Oh, my mother passed away when I was young, Mr. Harrison

Hmm?

paused, realizing the game Gilbert

You have the nerve

around the bush, his

Johnson family for over a decade, all thanks to that face you got from Francis. But don't forget, you owe that face to

went eerily

locked onto

MS

he was called 'Nine', he knew

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