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It made my heart beat a little faster than normal and I almost wanted to reach closer to inhale more of his scent. ''My name's Amanda, you twat. Now give me back my books!'' I tried to sound authoritative. Vince had already put the books above my head, taunting me. I tried jumping for them but it didn't work at all. He was towering over me, with his long and slender frame. ''Not so fast. I think you owe me an apology.'' Vince said slowly, resting his head against a locker. Vince looked good, I'll admit, with his dirty blond hair a little messy.

“And now, I have a perfect reason.” “Uncle Damian,” I called, warning him. He turned to look at me, raising an eyebrow. “What? You want to finish him off yourself?” I looked at Vince, dying on the floor. The man had lost everything. His club was burned, his organization destroyed, and all his power was gone. Worse for him, he had no one coming to save him. I could pull the trigger now, end his life. But I didn’t. I reached for Freya’s hand, looking into her eyes. “Let’s go,” I said.

Therefore, they preferred to leave some space for negotiation. “No matter which path we take, it’s better for us to observe for now. If Murray leaves, we’ll leave.” “But aren’t you afraid of Jet? He’s from the Frosts.” “So what? We have the numbers. If things get messy, we can snatch some projects from him. It’s going to be easier than ever.” Vince was struck with a sudden realization. If he could execute his plan perfectly, he could very well double his assets. However, if he made a wrong move, he might lose everything.

Thus, it is normal for Vince to be this… literary. “Oh. So that’s it.” Reiner muttered without any other reaction. “But, really… What happened to that guy, though?” he asked. For some reason, his gaze swept to Rai, then to Sheinna. “I don’t know.” Vince answered. Reiner nodded in understanding. Vince is an introvert and more rigid than him, so it is normal for Vince to not know any news from Raiver, even if the other helped him out before. “Because I went to London before our new school year started.” Vince said.

“Back off, Vince. She doesn’t trust you, and neither do I. What’s your game?” My blood ran cold. “Vince?” I said, my voice trembling. “You know him, Henry?” Henry’s jaw tightened, his eyes dark. “Yeah. Vince worked for Don Salvatore years ago. Left the life, or so he said. What are you doing here, Vince?” Vince chuckled, his voice smooth but chilling. “Calm down, old man. I’m out of Salvatore’s game. Chris called me and said Lyra and her boy needed protection. I’m here to help.”

Especially not with the sudden death of Bullet – My ally. “And last but not the least. If you answer this question correctly, I will keep your life but if you don't… I will send you to the pit of hell.” Francesco growled impatiently. “Of course, I will.” Vince replied. I brought my head down only to see he had already wet his trousers with urine out of fright. “Where is the Red Folder?” Francesco questioned calmly. “It is with you. I am certain. Just hand it over.” Vince thought for a while and answered, “I know nothing concerning the Red Folder. You can ask me any other questions.”

“Come over and fight me! How about that?” Fane waved his hand again. “I’ll spare you if you can take one hit from me!” Flynn’s blood pressure spiked. He was a pampered young man born with a silver spoon in his mouth. How on earth would he know how to fight? If he took one hit, he would be left crippled even if he did not die immediately. “Can we–we do it some other way? I was wrong!”

Vince said when he finally found his voice. The wariness in Erada's eyes didn't reduce in the slightest as she eyed him. " Because I'm aware you know about soul shifters and if my guess is correct you're a member of the association that wants us d**d" Vince sighed " You took the book" Erada nodded slowly

’ Alessia asked, her mind momentarily veering away from the imminent departure. Vince grinned. ‘I could ask you the same question. I thought you were headed to Hamborough.’ Alessia raised an eyebrow. ‘I am. That’s why I’m here. And you? Your mother told me you were already at Hamborough.’ Vince chuckled. ‘Well, I’m flying back and forth between Veridian and Hamborough for some business meetings. There’s this venture capital deal I’m working on. Big things on the horizon.’ ‘Good for you.’ Alessia chatted with Vince, glad for the distraction.