Chapter 158


    Nichs sat in the car. Even when the air-conditioning was sting at the lowest temperature, he


    still felt incredibly frustrated. He rubbed between his brows and felt his headache slightly soothed.


    Despite that, the pang in his heart only grew more prominent.


    The first day he went behind bars, he knew that he was no longer in the same world as Linda. He


    could not take care of her for life—he could only look up at her, miss her, and die keeping her safe.


    That was why he was rmed and scared when he saw that she was involved with Marcus. He


    knew what kind of person Marcus was all too well, and he would never let someone like him have


    the chance to hurt her!


    As long as someone was a threat to her, he would eliminate it disregarding the price he had to pay.


    This was also why he kept picking on Marcus.


    Today, however, he confirmed something in certainty—that man was not Marcus Grist!


    His underling ended the call and turned to him with a grim look to say in a hushed tone, “N, news


    from Centrolis says that… Marcus Grist isn’t dead yet!”


    “Confirmed?” Nichs was on guard. “He’s in Centrolis right now?”


    “It’s true.”


    Nichs nodded and frowned. Then who was Cordelia’s husband?


    From the looks of it now, Cordelia did not know that the person she had married was not Marcus.


    What was the man nning?


    Questions surfaced in Nichs’ mind one after another. He felt like he had entered a maze and


    could not find the exit, no matter what.


    “N, since that guy isn’t Marcus, are we backing down?”


    “That’d be good,” replied Nichs. “We have no grudge against them. We should stop bothering


    them. But have you found out who he is?”


    “Uh…” His underling was troubled.


    “Forget it!” Nichs leaned back and closed his eyes, but his phone buzzed not too longter.


    His underling passed the device to him. The screen showed Yale’s name, repulsing him.


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    Nichs did not want to get involved with Yale, but he was not yet established in Jangasas. He


    could not offend any forces easily. With the support of the Hamertons, he would be able to build


    himself up, whether it was in Centrolis or Jangasas.


    Nichs heaved a long sigh and picked up the call just when the other end of the line was about to


    lose his patience.


    As expected, Yaleined the moment the line was connected, “What are you doing answering


    after so long?! Do you f*cking want to die!?”


    Nichs was glowering, but he had to sound apologetic. “How can I help you, Mr. Yale?”


    “I hear that the subordinates of the gang leaders you’ve wiped out in Jangasas came to you for


    revenge?”


    “Positive.” Nichs’ tone was unfazed. “But monkeys scatter when the tree falls. It’s a fact. They


    can’t afford to avenge the grudge.”


    “Hah…” Yale scoffed. “You’re pretty good!”


    “You’ve ttered me.”


    “Since you’re so capable, do something for me.”


    Nichs listened in silence.


    Yale continued. “I want you to wipe someone out for me!”


    “Are you kidding, Mr. Yale?” asked Nichs tly. “This is awful society. It’s not so easy to make


    someone disappear.”


    “It might not be easy to others, but it’s a walk in the park for you,” Yale said with a chuckle. “N, if you


    aplish this, I have nothing to say even if your club’s set up right next to Hamerton Manor! With


    your territory set in Centrolis, sess wille to you sooner orter!”