Adrian clenched his fist slightly as his gaze turned ice cold.
He swore, “I’ll get to the bottom of this… I’m going to find out who it was that put him in this bed.”
After taking a deep breath, Samantha lamented, “I never thought he’d end up like this… He’s such a nice man and has done nothing to deserve this.”
At that moment, Raquel Zayn, the battle warrior from Serpenshire, walked in with a few of her men. She was the only woman among the top ten strongest battle warriors and was only twenty-nine years old.
Her abilities as a warrior were comparable to that of her male compatriots. Coupled with her beauty, she was regarded as the modern Deborah Sampson.
“Have Lucas and the others left?” Adrian asked when he saw her walk in.
“Lucas has returned to Southrive. Caine and Gale have also left on urgent matters, so I’m here to see if you need me for anything else since I’ve got time on my hands.”
Adrian replied, “Have our men stationed at every single exit in Swallowston and conduct
