Maverick stood at the entrance of the clubhouse, the evening breeze blowing on his body.
He heard the soft voice of the woman on the other side of the phone. It even sounded sweet. He gritted his teeth and thought, "What exactly did this woman do to him?"
What was the matter?
It was so late...
He was somewhat speechless.
The wind blew past his ears, but it couldn't compare with her voice. Through the phone, he could hear her breathe softly and steadily.
The tip of Maverick's tongue touched the corner of his mouth, and he bit back the words.
...
Half an hour ago…
He met Lawrence in this club.
The Bevell family and the Lamont family were relatives.
Lawrence was the young master of the Bevell family and Lucas's older brother.
According to family relationship, Lawrence had to call Maverick cousin. However, for Maverick, Lawrence and Lucas were completely different.
In the early years, Lawrence and Maverick had stayed in the army together.
Lawrence had a quite special identity. He had stayed in City C for more time in these years, but as long as he had a mission, he would still leave as soon as possible.
Lawrence had always risked his life, but the Bevells didn't approve of him. Maverick knew that he had been risking his life to look for someone for so many years.
This time, Lawrence returned to City C and met Maverick.
They went to a private clubhouse frequented by them before and had some drink. Lawrence was tall and big. He was different from Maverick who was reserved in a straight suit. He often went out at any time, and sometimes he would work as an undercover agent. His skin was not as white as a person who worked in an office all year round.
He was 195 feet tall, and his skin was tanned. His hair was cut very short, but his aura was as powerful as Maverick's.
If Maverick was considered cold, Lawrence was filled with darkness.
He was a real rough guy, but he was straightforward, so his relationship with Maverick was close, more like a friendship of life and death.
"Were you injured in the last mission?" Maverick asked.
Lawrence scratched his hair in a carefree manner. "Maverick, these past few years, without you, I've never been overtaken by others. It's just a small matter to be injured. I was just careless."
Maverick looked at him and laughed without asking further.
However, Lawrence was somewhat surprised by his silence.
It was Maverick who asked him out today. Right now, the Bevells were looking for him everywhere. He even had to avoid the surveillance cameras wherever he went. So, he managed to come here for Maverick's sake. Why did he bite his lip all night?
"Maverick, do you have something to tell me?" Lawrence always respected Maverick.
In his opinion, Maverick was an invincible person, without any weaknesses.
Of course, there was one weakness now.
Five years ago, Maverick suddenly had a daughter, but he protected the child very well and not many people outside knew about her.
"How long are you going to stay here this time?" Maverick questioned him.
"I don't know yet, but I've got news. If I'm sure it's true, I might not leave." In front of him, Lawrence always said whatever he wanted.
Maverick raised his eyebrows, "Have you got any news about her?"
Lawrence nodded. His hands on his knees clenched again. The anger on his face could not be concealed. "Damn, I've been searching outside for so many years. I just heard a few days ago that that girl changed her name and has always been in City C. If I find her this time, I will definitely kill her."
Maverick didn't say anything.
When Lawrence was a freshman, he had a first love, but that girl was a sophomore in senior high school.
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