Billionaire's Regret: His Ex-Wife Returns From The Dead
I quickly board the front seat, “Zeath… as in Zeath Lupin? The very Zeath Lupin I know?”
“Is there any other?”
“But East isn’t this good looking.”
The guy entered the car. And since I’m sitting next to him, I’m given the firsthand experience at analyzing the stranger’s features, especially the fact that the woolen black turtleneck shirt work beneath his coat fits his shape in all right ways.
The vehicle hits the road with him as the driver. If care is not taken, he may just crush the path with his chilling stare.
“This is Zachili; the dead one…” Mellow was saying but then abruptly pauses and sighs, “actually, the one you never heard about, I guess.”