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Hedeon Villa πŸŽ‹πŸŽ‹πŸŽ‹πŸŽ‹ "Any news on my truck yet?" Hadeon demanded, his eyes narrowing into slits as he glared at the spy standing nonchalantly before him. "Yes, boss. ," the spy replied, β€œstill with him”. It's been days since that truck was stolen, and in those days he hasn't had the effortly to step out. Hadron's hand slammed onto the armrest of his chair, his knuckles whitening as his grip tightened. "That son of a bitch.," he cursed, the spy watched with a slight smile, his eyes glinting with interest. "I've been holding back on attacking him, thinking he's got no weaknesses left. He's sent his sister out of the country, and his father has been MISSING since the last botched attempt on his life. I've been waiting for the perfect moment to strike, but the more I try, the more powerf

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