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The middle–aged woman and the chubby man were dumbfounded. Their smiles froze, and they exchanged glances, completely clueless about the situation.
The chubby man took another careful look at the sophisticated man on the couch. After a moment, he slapped his forehead, finally remembering why the man looked familiar. It was Kenneth, the head of Sinclair Group.
He didn’t recognize him at first because Kenneth was wearing glasses. He didn’t know he would end up messing with such a big figure. Remembering his careless words earlier, he wished he could just disappear.
In Heloria, Kenneth was famous. He was decisive and ruthless, running a powerful organization. Cross him, and one might at best lose a layer of skin, or at worst, their life.
In an instant, the chubby man’s forehead was covered with cold sweat, his legs gave way, and he collapsed to the ground. The middle–aged woman beside him had no clue what had happened. She reached out to help him, but he pushed her
away.
“Do you have any idea who you’ve messed with? Just wait for your end!” The middle–aged woman was utterly baffled. She had no clue who Kenneth was. However, seeing the situation, she realized she had offended someone she shouldn’t have.
She was extremely anxious, her whole body trembling as she tightly held onto the chubby man, afraid he might abandon her.
The chubby man glanced around nervously, his eyes landing on DarkHawk, desperately hoping for his protection. DarkHawk glanced to the side at the two terrified figures on the floor as if he were looking at a couple of doomed souls. “Kenneth, I’m really sorry. It’s my fault for not keeping them in line. Let me handle this riffraff.”
Hearing this, the chubby man scrambled to DarkHawk’s feet. “Sir, I messed up! Mr. Sinclair, it was our mistake not recognizing who you are. Please, show some mercy and forgive us, Mr. Sinclair. We promise we’ll never do it again.”
There weren’t many people with the last name Kenneth in Heloria, and the middle–aged woman finally realized just who she had offended. But it was already too late.
Seeing her standing there dumbfounded, the chubby man angrily lunged forward, grabbing her hair: “This is all your faults You troublemaker! You’re going to ruin me!” He slapped the woman hard across the face a few times, then kicked her several times.
“Ahhh-“The middle–aged woman could only cry and wail.
Even so, Kenneth didn’t even lift an eyelid. He was holding Ophelia’s hand, their eyes locked on each other, seemingly unaware of everything else around them.
DarkHawk gestured to the people behind him. “Take these two out and handle them, and get rid of those little punks too!” The people he brought with him stepped forward and dragged the two out of the hotel lobby.
The sound of their pleading grew fainter and eventually vanished completely. The group of troublemakers was also driven out. The lobby instantly became much quieter. After dealing with those people, DarkHawk came back.
Ophelia’s gaze fell on DarkHawk’s leg. Even though his walking seemed normal, his weight was clearly more on the right leg. It seemed like there was something wrong with his left leg.
If it weren’t for her recent leg injury, she wouldn’t have paid such close attention. DarkHawk had a dark complexion, rough facial features, and slightly cloudy eyes, probably due to long–term heavy drinking.
“Kenneth, it’s been a while. May I ask why you’ve come to the city, Mr. Sinclair?” DarkHawk kept his head down, unable to meet Kenneth’s gaze.
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Kenneth stayed silent, and the others in the guild didn’t dare speak, giving DarkHawk some complex looks.
Since Kenneth didn’t say anything when he was dealing with these people earlier, it showed he was likely satisfied with the way he handled it. Having been with Kenneth for so many years he understood Kenneth’s temperament well.
“Mr. Sinclair, I’ve gained a bit of influence at the border. If you need anything-
“No need,” Kenneth’s voice was cold and indifferent. He glanced at Ophelia, gently patting her head. “Are you tired? Let’s go back inside and sleep.”
Ophelia sensed the atmosphere was a bit off but didn’t ask questions. She nodded and settled back into her wheelchair.
Kenneth pushed her as they walked past DarkHawk.
DarkHawk clenched and unclenched his hands at his sides, watching Kenneth’s retreating figure in silence.
The other members of the guild quickly followed. As Barrett walked past DarkHawk, he thought of patting him on the shoulder, but his hand stopped in mid–air.”
In the quiet underground parking lot of the hotel, late into the night, Eric sat in the passenger seat, leaning back with his hands behind his head, a candy Ray bought for him dangling from his mouth.
“Wasn’t that Dark Hawk a guild member before?” Eric asked, spinning the candy stick.
The passenger door was open, and Ray stood outside, a cigarette flickering between his rough fingertips. “Ha! Dark Hawk He’s just called DarkHawk. Yeah, that’s right, he used to be in the guild.”
“So why isn’t he now?” Eric crunched the candy in his mouth.
“Every member of the guild has a partner. When they go on a mission, they come back together. DarkHawk’s partner was called Sherry, one of the few girls in the guild.”
There clearly was a story behind that. But Ray didn’t really explain their relationship and just continued to speak, “But during one mission, Sherry didn’t return, and DarkHawk’s leg got injured.
“Because of this, he held a grudge against Kenneth and retaliated by leaking confidential information to a rival organization. The guild suffered significant losses, and a few members were injured.
“Kenneth was actually quite merciful, just expelling him from the guild without seeking further revenge. Surprisingly, he managed to establish himself here in Golten.”
Eric remained silent and waited until he finished the candy before he asked, “So, if one day I don’t come back, will you have another partner?”
He jumped out of the car, his obsidian eyes fixed on Ray. He asked sincerely, as if the question wasn’t a matter of life and death but just a small issue.
Ray was caught off guard. He had always gone on missions alone, being the only one in the guild without a partner or without a regular partner. Later, he went on two missions with Eric. They cooperated well, so they continued to team up.
Being asked this question suddenly reminded him why he was so determined not to have a partner in the first place. He was afraid that his partner wouldn’t come back, and he’d be the one who did.
In their line of work, they had long stopped seeing life and death as very important, but interactions with others couldn’t be without feelings.
The cigarette between his fingers burned down to his hand, bringing Ray back to reality. He frowned and instinctively
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squeezed Eric’s shoulder. His raspy voice from smoking sounded like a promise. “You’ll be back,” And we will both come
back, Ray thought to himself.
