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Sorry Too Late (by J.J. Twelve) novel Chapter 317

Chapter 317 Abandon Mission

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Chapter 317 Abandon Mission

Zeke wanted to kill Evan more than anything. That had been his plan right from the start. It was just that he now also wanted to see the heiresses suffer.

He thought, ‘You want to see him, don’t you? You can’t forget about him, can you? Then, I’ll kill him right before your very eyes! Yes, that’ll break you!’ Manical laughter seemed to echo forever in his mind.

He would be all better soon. When the time came, he would be blessed with power. The heiresses were of no use to him anymore, and he was way out of their league. With his power and status, he could get any woman he wanted So why would he stay with these morons?

Ambition always grew with greed. Zeke thought, ‘A man’s best outfit is power and position.’ Then, he wondered if Nightingale and the others had finished their mission.

After Black Sun’s members learned Ivana’s address, they swiftly made a beeline for No. 1, Nine Courts. However, they didn’t move in just yet. Instead, they staked the place out.

“Hey, something’s off about that mansion.” A man wearing high-tech goggles looked solemn. His goggles were analyzing everything abo

nsion, but everything he tried ended up with nothing.

His codename was Sp

A man in a black s

surveillance syst

Although he se than 10,000

“I say we

He was

as to

ecialized in speed and assassinations.

laughed. “You need to check your goggles! That mansion must have an anti-

an was codenamed Butcher. He was a master of murder and had killed more rtist when it came to killing. Thus, he quite disliked his codename.

ve barged into the White Palace before!” a man thundered.

th bulging muscles all over his body. The man had absolute strength, and his body was orced. No weapon could hurt him. He was Predator.

Stantons, not the one in the mansion,” Nightingale objected. She analysed, “If we kill e other targets. It’ll make our job harder.”

spatched on this mission could shake any political landscape, but now they were tied in around No. 1 but didn’t make any moves. They were not cowards, but the target was only a

enario for us is for the target to leave. Then, we’ll use her to lure the others.”

ted for a long, long time. Sadly, Sylvie didn’t budge.

dinfiltrate the mansion, Specter,” Nightingale suggested.

best point was his control over shadows. It lent him invisibility. However, Black Sun contacted

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