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I asked just to make sure my ears weren't deceiving me. "Bingo! I'm surprised you still remember me, Alex." Mathew returned, his cheery and eerie at the same time. "It's been a while, cous. You've been through a lot from what I heard, but you can walk now, can't you?" I didn't speak, I had no idea what to reply to that question. If anything my father had told me was true then there was a solid possibility that Mathew was asking just so he would come and put an end to my life. But then again what was the use of hiding it from him? What was the use of being scared of him? I might not have a cartel of my own, but I had a security team, capable of replicating anything that his tiny little cult c

No one knew such a thing could happen and of all the people in the cartel, it was Elon that the bullet hit. As Matthew got inside the room, he met Sophia cuddling by herself on the bed. He knew she was angry with him. He has to look for words to tell her and calm her down now. He sighed and hurried to the bathroom to have a hot bath. Elon’s blood was spilled over his body making it more painful. In the bathroom, Matthew allowed the water from the shower to pour on his body as he held the wall and buried his face there. “ Argh” He hit the wall; pained.

“Mathew…” He lifts up my chin. “What the fuck did that asshole do?” he growls in anger. Gulping down in fear. “I might be wrong but…I think Mathew is a member of the same mafia gang that killed my mother.” He raises a brow in shock but nods slowly. “How did you come to know about this?” I sit down on his lap as he caresses my waist in a comforting manner. “I saw the same tattoo from the wrist of the killer on Mathew….”

- A young man says with his head down Obviously I was going to have a headache today, at least with reason. - She killed 4 of ours and ripped off the arm of another! She must be killed in public to give peace to the bereaved families and to give meaning to the life and death of those who have died. It was my son's first year! An omega cannot get away with these atrocities, what will they say about us? - Another man says I look at Mathias who was on guard beside me and he whispered very low "that's what killed"

George nodded solemnly, his gaze fixed on Blake. "Yes, that's exactly what I'm implying. I was with Matt among the onlookers during the inauguration. When the shoot-out occurred, resulting in the deaths of your parents, Greta’s parents, and their two right-hand individuals, Matt was taken aback and momentarily frozen. However, he quickly regained his composure and managed to identify the source of the attack. He rushed toward it but I stopped him. I don’t want him get involved in that shooting but his involvement with this group forced him to flee and go into hiding when one of the caught ally sold him as the mastermind of the shoot-out."

After realizing Wilbur's betrayal, Matthew ran away overnight to deal with his own powers in the shadows, and now the powers on this side have all been handed over to Sherry. "Uh-huh." Matthew slowly sat up, his face still pale, but in a much better mood. Serena's gaze rested on Sherry, who smelled like sterilized water; she was indeed a doctor, no doubt about it. She's Matthew's man, and it looks like Matthew still has a lot of trust in her? Nathan seemed to see her confusion and hurriedly explained, "Madam, Sherry is the most outstanding young doctor in the international arena, quite accomplished in many aspects, her scalpel not only saves lives but also kills."

Not only did she endure the horrific death of her daughter, but she was also forced to witness her son being brutally killed. It was too much for her to bear. She wandered in a constant frenzy, desperately searching for her lost children. In just one night, Matthew had killed seven people, three of whom had been subjected to gruesome torture. The shocking case spread like wildfire on the internet. The fates of Wilfred, Kelly, and Sarah were exposed to the public. Even in death, Wilfred and Kelly were labeled a scumbag and a shameless woman, respectively. Anyone with ties to the Shapiros quickly distanced themselves.

To cry for the sufferings we both went through when we we’re apart. “You we’re the only part she had of Matthew and so she loved you so much. Matthew was in the FBI. He was shot in one of his missions and died. Your mother had prepared the house for his coming since he was supposed to be back before your birthdate.” I let out a shaky breath.

“Sharon, I…” But she didn’t wait for him to finish. She turned on her heel and ran, ignoring the rain that now poured in torrents around her. Her heart pounded in her chest as she fled toward the school’s entrance, desperate to put as much distance as possible between her and Ryan. She couldn’t believe what had just happened. How had things spiraled so far out of control? **** Mathew wiped his bloodied hands on a nearby towel, watching the man in the chair struggle to remain conscious. Torturing men for information was something Mathew had become skilled at over the years.

Matthew said. “How many did he take specifically?” Gon asked. “Out of 1165, they took 816 items.” Theraphosa reported. “That’s a lot. If he consumed all of them, who knows if Mart could even crack him.” Rain said. “Who is Mart?” Theraphosa asked. “Matthew. He came here under a false name to hide his identity. In case you don’t know, he’s the most wanted man in the world right now.” “Lord Matthew is? For what reason?”