8
Shards
Pressure breaks glass to pieces.
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HISTORY classes taught me the importance of understanding the genius ways of war and peace. And in the line of this bloodbath is the silent voice that surprisingly earned a place in this world called hope. Therefore, with g*n in hand and a head in point blank, I internally panicked.
“Well, if it’s not you, Killian,” Chester smirked while feeling the nozzle of the g*n behind his head. While doing so, he even tilted his nape back to push it harder against him.
“It seems you can’t wait to get rid of your playthings, Chester Wang,” Mr. Yuan said.
The man gave me a distinct stare before turning his body to face my boss.
In a game showman way, he raised his hands and bowed, “Well done.”
“Who are you working for, Chester?”
The man snicke
