Chapter 46: CHAP 46 : DARTHON LIQUIR


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    Gossips and murmurs were heard all around thepany. "He''s still here working?? His dad just died


    right?". "Isn''t that a bit too harsh??". "Maybe he''s just working to forget his sadness??", and so on, the


    gossips went.


    "Sis inw?" a familiar voice rang as they turn around to see a greeting Kristan. "Shut your mouth, and


    she''ll never be your sister inw" Evalyn res, Kristan nervouslyughing.


    "Well off we go,e on Fae" she says as her friend follows along. Staring at them go, he red at all


    the workers, immediately shushing their lousy gossips shut.


    Done with his business, he went towards the elevator as he passed each working floor, silence


    apanying him. "Ding!" the elevator rmed as it opened.


    Walking, he proceeded to where his friend''s office is. Opening the door, "Your cutie patootie Kristan is


    here" he boorishly teased. Closing the door behind him, he saw his friend doing all the paperworks as


    always.


    "What do you want? Problems at yourpany?" Liam asked. "Nope, but yourpany, yes" he


    answered, sitting on the couch, making himself at home.


    "If you''re not gonna work, I''ll report you" Liam dead pan stated, still concentrating on his work. "That''s


    mean... Aren''t you gonna shush those stupid rumors going around?" Kristan asks, staring at him,


    hugging the pillow on the couch.


    "I already have my assistant do it. You won''t be hearing them after you go out" he answered, flipping


    pages. "You''re not gonna let him have a funeral?" he asks, yawning. "It seems like you''re so eager to


    bury him" Liam exims, causing his friend to silently chuckle.


    "Nah, in fact I''m also happy he''s gone. Where do you want to eat lunchter?" he asks, Liam finally


    stopping his work and looking at him. "Are you that bored? Do you want me to create problems at your


    "I''m just running away, please defend me brother" he sighs. "Marriage again? How many times has it


    been this week??" Liam asks, going back to his work. "Dude, you can never count. What''s with the "We


    want grandchildren already" nagging. I can marry when I want to" he rants.


    "If you go back to your office and work, I can hold off those nags for 2 weeks" Liam bargained, and


    without a second thought, he could hear his friend standing up.


    "Without a doubt sir, I''ll be going. Sorry for the disturb!" and with that, the man was gone, happily


    running his way through hispany.


    ~*~*~*~*~


    "Everyone, I''m so sorry for the urgency but the president said we''ll have to rush this project by 3 pm"


    the manager immediately distributed the paperworks as groans ofints were heard.


    "Looks like we have toplete this first" Evalyn sighs, Fae sitting back down, taking ths papers and


    started working.


    ~*~*~*~*~


    "Master, do you think he killed his own subordinate??" Jax asks, looking through the dark alley.


    "Possibly, you know how crazy that bastard is" Zion answered, and in an instant, he found himself


    dodging.


    "Hm... I see you''re still the same sensitive person as ever" a mysterious man appeared in front of the


    duo, face covered with a mask, dressed in pure ck.


    "Quite the greeting, Darthon Liquir" Zion red, the man named Darthon chuckling. "Did you kill Jason


    Ghate??" Jax asked. "And if I say yes? Man, he was one of a dead ass coward. I just wanted him to do


    a certain mission and he gets scared, what a chicken" he scoffs.


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    "What suddenly brought you here, meeting us so suddenly" Jax red. "Because, I''m so upset" his


    voice suddenly darkening. "I killed your daughter because I wanted to take over you without any


    problems... And then here you are adopting another problem??" Darthon shrugged, Zion clenching his


    fists, trying to stay calm.


    "So she''s your target now huh" Jax growled, ready to fight. "Of course, after all she''s your daughter. It


    can''t hurt to recreate that scene from years ago rig- woah!" the man backed away, Zion stopping at


    nothing and continuing to attack him.


    "Boy, calm down" Darthonughed. "Bang!" with great reflex, he barely dodged the bullet, but his arm


    was grazed. "What a rude, old friend" Darthon sighed, before running off.


    "Don''t you dare" Zion growled, he and Jax running after their target.