Chapter - 35

The front headlights of the black elegant car suddenly switched on and that bright focus targeted both of them snatching Neel Dixon's eyesight and spreading stress. Neel Dixon turned his head and struggled to look in the direction from where they had been focused. He raised his right arm and placed his palm on his forehead to provide shadow to his eyes but his eyes ached and he frowned in panic.

Who the hell was there?

The focus did not turn off but a pair of black shoes landed on the ground. The man had a dangerous dark aura covered behind the smoke rings. One of his palms was inside the pocket of his black well-tailored pants. His gaze was terrifically piercing the opponent completely which was glaring at the thin woman who hadn't opened her eyes till now. He blinked his dark eyes and throw a large number of smoke rings from his mouth.

The focus of light was abolished.

When the darkness spread again, Neel Dixon could not focus on the man for a while because his eyes were still un