FIFTY SEVEN

"Where's Krystal?"

Jesse McLean asked where Krystal was after two days he had to go abroad to solve various problems that occurred in Bloods.

"Ms. Krystal since completed her mission to injure captain Lorenzo's son has confined herself to a room, sir," said a man in charge of guarding the Jesse McLean residence.

Not long after that Austin appeared casually while biting an apple from the kitchen.

"You're just exaggerating. Krystal wasn't that bad, she just locked herself in her room because she was stressed thinking about all the boring things that happened in the headquarters. If I were Krystal, I would definitely do the same.”

"Then what about that son of a bitch, did Krystal manage to do well?"

Austin shrugged nonchalantly, and unceremoniously walked past Jesse McLean to sit down on the comfortable couch.

“Krystal did a great job, the child is currently dying in the hospital. And if you're lucky, maybe the kid is already dead." said Austin casually. Jesse McLean furrowed his