Nicholas sat in the car. Even when the air-conditioning was blasting 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 alarmed 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?” Nicholas was on guard. “He’s in Centrolis right now?”
“It’s true.”
Nicholas 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 planning?
Questions surfaced in Nicholas’ 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 Nicholas. “We have no grudge against them. We should stop bothering them. But have you found out who he is?”
“Uh…” His underling was troubled.
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