"Wesley, I used to think so much of you."
Wesley grinned with bitterness.
"Please don't think that I shall lose my temper just because you let me punch you. I'm afraid Miss Lincoln is going to have to make a sacrifice for our plan," Marcos said with a muffled smile.
Wesley frowned.
"You'd better protect her all the time, or..."
"If you touch her, I'll make your whole family pay." Wesley’s voice was majestic and hoarse.
There was a terrible aura hanging between the corridors, and the atmosphere was eerie.
Marcos frowned slightly. "I'm not sure. Working with you was the worst decision I've ever made in my life."
"You'll soon change your mind." Wesley took out the phone.
"What do you want to do?"
"Call the lawyer. You know I'm not going to live long."
And Marcos quickly figured o
