“Senorito, since we have found Senorita Nita, why didn’t you identify yourself to her a moment ago?”


    Clemente Virgen looked at the slender fading figure, her eyes were deep, “Not this time, send someone to follow her secretly.”


    “Yes.”


    Clemente Virgen and his assistant walked out of the mall and headed for the car.


    Clemente Virgen asked, “Did you find out what I asked you to check on?”


    The aide handed over the information and said, “Miss Nita was adopted by the chief of staff of the Ming organization, and since then she has been in the service of the Ming organization, and after the civil unrest of the Ming organization, Miss Nita is no longer of the Ming organization.”


    Clemente Virgen frowned and looked at the information in his hand.


    udio Belles.


    So her name was no longer Nita.


    Clemente Virgen’s brow furrowed further as he looked at the column of information about his feelings, and a cold, stern glint emerged under his eyes.


    The assistant also noticed the change in his master’s mood in the rearview mirror and said carefully, “Miss Nita would be happy if she knew that the Mr. ito had been looking for her all these years.”


    Clemente Virgen tossed the information aside, not wanting to look at her again, and leaned back in his seat, closing his eyes with a soft sigh.


    If she had really missed him, she would have recognized him in that look now.


    Just as he, even after eighteen years, could still recognize her in a look.


    Back then, the Nita from the orphanage was nowhere near as stunningly beautiful as she was now, but her eyes were as clear and steady as ever.


    Clemente Virgen opened her eyes, narrowed them and looked at the name “Eduardo Tercero” with some disgust.


    Eduardo Tercero.


    Does Nita like that man named Eduardo Tercero?


    …


    udio Belles was in H-town for two days.


    On the way to the airport, udio Belles noticed that his head was dizzy and, when he looked up, the road visible through the car window was not the airport road either.


    Immediately alert, she propped up her weak body and red at the driver in front of her, “You are not the driver of The Third Family, who are you?”


    The driver ripped the human mask off his face and burst outughing, “Miss udio, you’re toote!”


    udio Belles frowned, “Who the hell are you?”.


    “I’m the man sent by the Old Court Master to kill you!”


    “You don’t give a shit. If the Old Master really wanted to kill me, he would have done it that day in the vige.


    If Lord Lao really wanted to get rid of her, it would have been as easy as a p on the wrist in H-City, so why go to all this trouble?


    The chauffeur grinned wickedly, “The old master was afraid President Edward the Third would find out about this, so he sent me to get rid of you secretly!”.


    udio Bellesughed coldly and, brachiating, stood up and grabbed the chauffeur by the cor, “Stop the car! Now!”


    The driver, who was no ordinary man, had one hand on udius Belles’, “I advise you not to move! You’ve been drugged and you don’t have the strength to fight me, so you’d better behave yourself! I’ll give you a hard time.”


    “Who the hell did you send!”


    “For the sake of your death, I’m not afraid of being found out, so I’ll tell you honestly, it was a Miss Almira who sent me to get rid of you!”


    Recklessness?


    How dare Almira do something like that?


    “When did she drug me?”


    “At La Vi Real, at your breakfast. The cook was secretly switched by our people.”


    udio Belles gritted his teeth and red at her angrily, “How dare you! You’re not afraid that President Eduardo Tercero wille back and skin you!”


    “Well, when President Eduardo Terceroes back to skin us, you won’t be around anymore, so you better think about whether you’re going to survive until then!”


    The car sped off the river road and headed for the quiet, remote beach.


    Due to the drugs he had been administered, udius Belles passed out.


    When he reached his destination, he vaguely heard intermittent human voices in his ears, the wind was strong and chilling, and he was dragged out of the car by two men.


    In his ears was the sound of waves pounding fearfully on the rocks.


    “Miss Almira, what is it now?”


    Almira looked at udio Belles, who was being held by two assassins, his red lips were slightly curved, his eyes were cold and cruel, “Kill her and then let her sink into the sea forever!”


    “Yes.”


    udius Belles slowly opened his eyelids with great force, and the blurred face of the woman before him gradually became clearer.


    Almira let out a faintugh, “You’re awake, whatst words do you have to say before you die?”


    udius Belles scoffed, “Hmph, even if I said myst words, would you pass them on for me?”.


    Almira pursed her red lips, “You’re so smart, of course I… won’t pass on yourst words for you. If you really have any words, you only have to dream them.”


    udius Belles did not fear his impending death, but sneered, “If President Edward the Third knew you had killed me, you would live a life more painful than the eighteenth circle of hell.”


    Almira took udio Belles’ chin and pulled it close, her red lips pressed to udio Belles’ ear, saying, “Don’t worry, I will never let President Eduardo Tercero know this secret.”


    With those words, she dropped udio Belles’ jaw.


    Almira ordered the assassin aside, “Make it clean!”.


    “Yes!”


    Almira went on, stepping away from the cliff.


    “Wouldn’t it be a shame to kill this woman when she’s so pretty?”


    The other aplice nced at udius Belles’ face, showing interest in his eyes, and said mischievously, “If you hadn’t told me, I wouldn’t have noticed, she really is a beauty!”


    The eyes of the two men showed lust, “You first, me first?”


    “Together?”


    udius Belles was lying on the grass, trying to struggle to get up and kill the two bastards, but she was so soft as sand that she couldn’t move at all.


    Killing her was fine, but for those two bastards to insult her, she didn’t give a damn!


    Just as the two bastards were approaching udius Belles, a shot suddenly rang out behind her and one of the assassins, gut-shot and locally dead, fell over the edge of the cliff, pupils dting rapidly.


    “Who!”


    The other assassin, pistol raised, rushed to take aim behind him, but the other was a deft shot, a shot that struck the assassin in the hand that held the pistol.


    “Ah!”


    The pistol fell to the ground.N?velDrama.Org: owner of this content.


    The assassin immediately fell to his knees and begged for mercy, “Let me go! It wasn’t me who wanted to kill her! Someone put me up to it.”


    The man in the ck trench coat, with his face hidden in the darkness and the pistol pointed at the scoundrel’s head, spoke in a cold voice: “Go back and tell your master that you have sessfully aplished your mission. I will let you live.”


    Although the assassin had doubts, he had to run for his life, so he said in a trembling voice, “Fine, fine! I won’t show my face.”


    After the assassin fled in his car, Clemente Virgen instructed his assistant to throw the man who had just been shot into the sea.


    Clemente Virgen bent down and picked up the woman who was lying on the ground with her arms crossed.


    udio Belles, clinging to hisst vestiges of consciousness, looked at the man in front of him, wearing a silver half-mask, and frowned.


    “Who are you, why are you saving me?”


    The tall man, holding her in his arms, lowered his eyes and looked at her tenderly.


    “Sleep well, Nita.”


    “…”


    Nita …? That was her name at the orphanage before she turned ten.


    Not many people in the world knew it, not even Esteban Zaragosa and Tom.


    This man, who was …


    But he couldn’t think too much about it and had passed outpletely.