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

couldn't grasp what he

"I mean..."

fixed on Gilbert, "You and Francis, you do

the crap!" Gilbert shot him a

"But,"

harsh tone, Naylor wasn't irritated, maintaining a

more like your

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

in his body seething with rage. How dare Naylor mention

managed to contain his fury, maintaining a façade of indifference, "Oh, my mother passed away

Hmm?

paused, realizing the game

have the nerve to say such

the bush, his intention for calling this

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

room went

eyes locked onto

MS

he was called 'Nine', he knew Naylor

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