“Kris!”
“Kris!”
“It’s you. It’s really you, Kris! You’re not dead!”
“It’s great that you’re not dead.”
“Kris, it’s really you!”
“Kris!”
The audience recognized him instantly. He was none other than Wilson, the owner of the underground boxing club. He was the typical Italian, with a burly figure, brown hair, and a pair of dark and deep-set eyes. His face was extremely handsome.
Not only was he the boss here, but rather, he was also the leader of the Blackhand Mafia.
Lucas glared at Wilson as he hugged Ashlyn, having recognized the man. Why is the leader of the Blackhand Mafia acting so intimately with Ashlyn? He even dares to hug Ashlyn in public! Even I haven’t hugged her in front of so many people like that! Why does this woman keep attracting men wherever she goes?
Taking in a deep breath, he felt a sense of frustration overwhelm him. When he recalled the fear and worry he had felt earlier, he found it hilarious.
He wished for nothing more than to cut Wilson’s hands, feeding them to the dogs!
However, the audience was absolutely astonished again.
It’s Wilson! He was one of the most powerful men in Italy. With him confirming Kris’ identity personally, no one dared to doubt her anymore.
Furthermore, Wilson seemed to have shared a very good relationship with Kris.
The people who had doubted Kris’ identity were cruelly proven wrong when Ashlyn had won.
Now, they felt increasingly humiliated.
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