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

grasp

"I mean..."

fixed on Gilbert, "You and Francis, you

shot him

"But,"

wasn't irritated, maintaining a

more like your mom, spitting

but it dropped like a bomb in Gilbert's heart, igniting a

every cell in his body

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

Hmm?

realizing the game

young? You have the nerve to say such

bush, his intention for calling

thanks to that face you got from Francis. But don't forget, you owe that face

went eerily

locked

MS

'Nine', he knew Naylor had recognized

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