As Ethan walked into the Moore villa, the air was electric with tension. Lorcan's henchmen, all dressed in suits, patrolled the grounds, exuding a chilling aura. The entire villa felt like a powder keg, ready to explode.
One of the henchmen barked at Ethan, "Don't waste time! Move it!"
Lone Wolf's eyes flashed with menace, ready to pounce, but Ethan held him back, signaling him to wait. Lone Wolf had to suppress his urge, his mind racing with questions. 'Mr. Thomas is here to compensate Laurence? How could that be possible? With his background, he couldn't tolerate being treated like this.'
The middle-aged henchman sneered, "Mr. Moore has ordered that you pay with your life for murder, Ethan."
Ethan looked straight ahead, his voice cold as ice. "Who said I'm here to compensate him?"
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