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

couldn't grasp what he

"I mean..."

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

the crap!" Gilbert shot

"But,"

wasn't irritated, maintaining a smile as

look more like your mom,

was calm, but it dropped like a bomb in

body seething

façade of indifference, "Oh, my mother passed away when I was

Hmm?

realizing the

the nerve

beat around the bush, his intention for

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

went eerily

locked

MS

'Nine', he

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