A Mysterious Opponent
Arielle and Vinson locked eyes. Her unwavering gaze communicated her firm stance whereas his stern
gaze reflected the blaze surrounding them.
The two looked like they were battling in silence.
In the end, Vinson could not bear it and gave in. Turning his head away, he agreed. “Fine, ten minutes.
I’ll give you ten more minutes.”
Without any further delay, he removed his jacket and put it on Arielle. Afterwards, he went back to the
corner where the flames were burning and continued to fight it.
Even if I’ll die here eventually, I’ll strive for that ten minutes for Arielle.
“Ahem… Ahem…” Arielle coughed while covering up her nose. Speedily, she returned to her previous
position and searched for the terminal that was controlling the smart door.
The conflagration consuming the premises did not spark even a hint of fear in her. Focused, she was
adamant in her quest.
Come on, just a little bit faster. I can’t let Vinson down, I must bring him out of here.
In the midst of it all, the concerned Vinson would still keep an eye on Arielle. Sitting upright, the bright
light of the fire reflected on her fair skin, giving her a layer of radiant glow. What a breathtaking side
profile!
As his gaze grew to be more intense, he willfully turned away and carried on with fire fighting.
He had made an attempt to open up the windows, but they were all sealed.
The worst thing was that the windows were made out of the same material as the glass door, which
would not crack nor break.
It seems like someone has it all planned out. Someone wants me dead.
Vinson had been tricked several times by the mastermind behind all these evil deeds. He knew that the
other party was insidious, but he did not expect him to be so vicious, to the extent of sacrificing so many
innocent souls just to get him killed.
This is absolutely ruthless and cruel!
Meanwhile, on a private island in the west coast, where winter spanned all year round…
Covered in a silver fox coat, a man with regal dignity sat in a dark room. His eyes were fixated on the
burning woods in the fireplace.
Picking a lit firewood up with his slender fingers, he chucked it into the blaze accurately.
Let it burn, let it burn fiercely…
The man curled his thin lips slyly, showcasing his angular jaw line.
Right then, the door opened abruptly and interrupted the tranquility in the room.
The man furrowed his brows and stared into the direction of the door.
The light beaming through the door aperture shone on the man, revealing the lower half of his stunning
face.
“What is it?” the man spoke with an Ustranation accent.
The person who barged in said breathlessly, “Finally, I found you! I already said you’d be here at the old
house, but Gerald insisted that you’ve gone hunting with the wolves. I’ve wasted so much time…”
Impatiently, the man tapped the floor twice with his foot. “Get to the point.”
“Oh, yes! Gerald would like you to make a trip there. He says that the server has been hacked. The IP of
the intruder shows the location of Southall Group, which is where our people ambushed…”
The man stood up at once and left the room rapidly like a gust of wind, leaving behind his footprints on
the snow.
“Duke, wait for me!” Putting on his hat, his subordinate chased after him.
A few minutes later, the duke arrived at a medieval castle.
He headed straight into the basement and entered the very last room.
The moment he stepped in, a wave of instant noodles aroma hit him in the face.
He lowered his eye and saw the cup of instant noodles on the floor and an unkempt blonde.
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