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Chapter 5 The Murderer
(Venal POV)
The heavy rain hasn’t stopped even after the auction ended. Master Dryzen finally arrived after signing the documents for his new collections. I sat down next to his chauffeur and watched him curiously. He was leaning his head against his seat, his eyes closed as if he was planning something. It’s impossible for him not to do anything.
Or will he let it pass as well? Just like how he let that woman and that old woman go. Maybe I should calm down. But…
“Stop the car,” Dryzen said.
Guess I was wrong.
“Give it to me.”
The driver pressed the brakes and I handed Dryzen the tablet, which I knew he wanted me to give him. It has information about the entrepreneur from earlier.
I saw him smile after reading it and kicked the car door open.
He suddenly disappeared and left us all concerned about his location. I connected to the base where my own men were for them to track Master Dryzen’s wher
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