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He walked down the stairs and found Coby there Lewis walked past him headed for the car. They both hopped in headed for the battle ________________ "Thought you would never showed up?" Emile smriked as Lewis stepped down elegantly from the car. 'I said it...a son of a bîtvh is back in town !"Lewis retorted. The rain already stated but thankfully,it wasn't that heavy "Till as cocky as ever. But don't worry when am done with ya_" "Shut up !" Lewis said sharply. Most skilled fighters of the graves are presently not excluding Tikka and Eros

Almost immediately, he pulled out a blade and raised it so that it glinted in the moonlight, while my men attacked and wrestled him down, taking his knife from him before sending punches into his sides until he spat blood out while on his knees before me. “Who sent you?” I demanded, taking his stolen blade and pressing it to his throat. “None of your business.” I laughed at this answer before sending a kick into his side that came with a sickening crack. He cried, spat even more blood out, and almost choked. “Who?” “Promise you will not kill me. “WHO?” “John Lewis.” I tried to think of him, and knew him as one of the competitors. He had a motive, and it sounded right. So I turned to my men a

Hogan's screams echoed through the floor as he rolled on the ground, clutching his groin in pain. Only then did Lewis approach Judy, and from her reaction, he knew exactly what had happened to her: "I'm here now, everything's going to be okay." In front of Judy, the fierce Lewis from moments ago instantly became gentle. Louis followed closely behind, and upon entering, before he could even understand what was happening, Lewis coldly said to him: "Give me your antidote." Louis, who also moved in certain circles, always carried some self-defense items when going out, such as an antidote for being drugged.

“I was just starting to enjoy the silence.” Anyone in this room would think we are having a friendly conversation, little will they know that a war is being fought right in front of them. He smiles again — slow, maddening, like he already knows I’ll have to speak to him again. And I hate that even more than I hate him showing up. --- It's late at night and I watch Leo scribble in his sketchbook on the floor. He has drawn a man. Tall. He has a big smile and two black dots for eyes.

“Can you hear yourself? She won't wake up anytime soon and I have a job to go back to.” Paulo shrugged. “Take this as a part-time job, then.” Lewis shook his head, trying to push past him. “I’m going home.” Paulo didn’t move. Lewis placed his hand on Paulo’s chest and shoved him slightly. “Move.” That was a mistake because in one swift motion, Paulo shoved him back. Lewis lost his balance completely and crashed onto the marble floor. Pain shot through his butt and back as the impact knocked the breath out of him. He groaned loudly as he tried to sit up.

[ Chapter 37 ] He, Lewis walked out with a book on his palm. A book that Leah hides. Now, however, was learnt by. The truth of this fiction is now happening [Before their eyes] Lewis caught the lighter and burn out some sticks. "Jin. I hope you won't see her again. This time she will always be mine. As this world is not ours and will be only the two of us. Goodbye." Lewis grinned upon the fire. The book is burning and can't be saved.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎The Next Day ‎ ‎ ‎Lewis was in his office, his face buried in his palms as he paced the length of the room, a slight limp marking his steps. Jonas stood nearby, calm and observant, his hands clasped behind his back. ‎ ‎ ‎“That bastard… It’s that bastard, isn’t it?!” Lewis roared, spinning around. ‎ ‎ ‎“He’s the reason Mr. Lockwood called to pull out his investment, right?” Lewis asked, fighting to keep his temper in check.

He walked down the stairs and found Coby there Lewis walked past him headed for the car. They both hopped in headed for the battle ____ "Thought you would never showed up?" Emile smriked as Lewis stepped down elegantly from the car. 'I said it...a son of a bîtvh is back in town !"Lewis retorted. The rain already stated but thankfully,it wasn't that heavy "Till as cocky as ever. But don't worry when am done with ya_" "Shut up !" Lewis said sharply. Most skilled fighters of the graves are presently not excluding Tikka and Eros

Josephine shook her head. His eyes darkened, and he extended his slender fingers to her face. "Hand it over." Her palms were sweaty from nervousness as she gripped the book tightly. There were things she had written that should never be read by others, especially him. However, before she could think of a good excuse, Lewis leaned down, held her shoulder with one hand, and snatched the book from behind her with his other hand. Her expression immediately turned frantic, and she stood up to grab it back. However, the difference in their height was too great as he was able to block her with one hand and use the other to flip open the notebook.

From the start, he had known that Lewis was formidable, but he had not expected the man to be quite this powerful. Lewis was indeed worthy of being the Quintus family’s martial arts enthusiast. With strength like his, even if one were to look to the entire south, he would probably be among the best. Rumble… Thunder rolled overhead like the fury of the gods. A bolt of lightning streaked across the length of the sky, and the light illuminated Joe’s face. In that instant, Lewis could discern a hint of fear in Joe’s countenance. “You’re afraid,” said Lewis, a hint of sardonicism surfacing in his tone. “You, who is cruel and merciless, shouldn’t be afraid.”