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.

he

couldn't grasp what he was hinting

"I mean..."

on Gilbert, "You and Francis, you

Gilbert shot him a blank

"But,"

wasn't irritated,

look more like your mom, spitting

calm, but it dropped like

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

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

Hmm?

realizing the

You have the nerve to say

around the bush, his intention for

decade, all thanks to that face you got from Francis.

went eerily

eyes locked onto

MS

moment he was called 'Nine', he knew Naylor

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