Chapter 12 I’m Your Father!

“Watch out! Hide!” With that, the group hurriedly hid in the dark corners.

Kingsley pulled a silent pistol out from his waist, slowly pointing it at a shadowy area not far from them.

To that, Hades whispered, “Someone’s in the shadows.”

Both sides stood off silently, none daring to come out into the light first.

Thus, Kingsley closed his eyes and focused on listening to his surroundings…

There were six different breathings on the second floor: his, Hades’, two Group 4 soldiers’, Boris’, and the hidden figure across from them.

With closed eyes, Kingsley tilted his head slightly as he listened to the somewhat erratic breathing coming from across them.

The next second, he pulled the trigger, and Bam! The figure fell to the ground, having no chance to even fight back.

“Who goes there!?” Boris spoke in Sweoyan upon hearing noises outside. “Is it you, Abegg?”

However, what responded to him was a kick on the door. “Speak Qustian!” Kingsley ordered.

Appalled by the four strangers barging in, Boris shot up from his chair and spoke in a broken Qustian. “Who are you people? How dare you trespass?!”

Kingsley smirked in response. “I’m your father!”

turned to his men. “Tie him

was about to open

there was

of the two soldiers went up to the drawer and

it. Bring it

am an ambassador of the academic exchanges between Sweoya

knocking the professor out cold, Hades went back out into the corridor to clean up Abegg’s blood at the fastest speed, leaving no

a fainted Boris and a dead Abegg, where Group 3 immediately took over, loading the two Sweoyans into their

reconnected the

like that, this half an hour would

Keep Boris alive. I’ll question him myself some

one more thing. Find out the address of the Nicholson Manor

nothing, the land still belonged to the Nicholson Family,

massive, and it was sectioned into five big areas. As for the address, he had lost it in his

 

completely different from how it was a couple of decades ago. Not even Grandpa Joe could tell where exactly the Nicholson Manor might be. Thus, he could only ask his men

“Yes, Ares!”

led the others back to Coliree Group, while Kingsley hailed a cab back

day of ‘adventure’ got him pooped,

air the following morning, Kingsley stretched and

“F*cking sh*t!”

pair of gorgeous eyes were staring right at him from less

right up, shrieking, “Serena, what

eyes. “Our little Kingsley sure has gotten more

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